Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-03-25

| For moment Coquenil was silen
and then. Here's your money" h
said. returning the envelope.
stubborn fellow! And unbelieving
You doubt our power against you
Come, will give you glimpse Of it
Suppose you try to arrest me. Yo,
have been thinking of it, now act
Well, do your duty. i want to SHOW
you that even in so simple an effor
against us as this you would inevitably
fail"
The mans impudence was passin
all bounds. "You mean that canno
arrest your" menaced Coquenil.
"Precisely. mean that with all you
cleverness and with a distinct advan
tage in position here on the Champ
Elysees, with policemen all about III
you cannot arrest me-"
"We'll see about that" answered N
Paul grimly.
IN. Co4uenil, you will probably ne1
er see me again, but you will hea
from me. Now blow your whistle"
Coquenil was puzzled. If this was
bluff It was the maddest, most incom.
prehensible bluff that criminal eve.
| made. The detective paused to think.
They had come down the Champs Ely
sees and were nearing the Rond point,
the best guarded part of Paris. where
the shrill summons of his police call
would be answered almost instantly.
"There is<no hurry. suppose" said
the detective. "pd like to ask ques.
ton or two"
Coquenil was studying his adverse.
ry. That beard? Could it be false;
And the hands, the arms? He had
watched these from the first, noting
every movement. particularly the left
hand and the left arm, but he had de.
tected nothing significant.
II wonder If you have anything
against me personality inquired NJ.
Paul.
ION the contrary" declared the 9th.
er, 1--WE admire you and wish you
WELL"
But you threaten my dog?"
"If necessary, yes"
"And my motherY
"If necessary"
The decisive moment had come, for
Just then there shot around the corner
from the Avenue Montaigne a large
red automobile. which crossed the
Champs Elysees slowly, turning into
the Avenue Gabrielle, and stopped IN
der the chestnut trees. Like flash It
came into the detectives mind that
the same automobile had passed them
once before some streets back. On the
front seat were two men, strong look
ing fellows, accomplices, no doubt
| II ask because began M. Paul
with his Indifferent drawi; then, swift
~ drawing his whistle, he sounded a
danger call. The stranger sprang
away, but Coquenil was on him in
bound. The bearded man, with great
heave Of his shoulders, broke the de-
tective's grip, then suddenly he attack
ed, shifting for the neck with the open
hand held sideways in the treacherous
cleaving blow that the japanese use.
Coquenn ducked forward. "He struck
with his right" thought M. Paul.
At the same moment he felt his ad-
versary's hand close on his throat and
rejoiced, for he knew the deadly jitsu
reply to this. Hardening his neck mus
cles until they covered the delicate
parts beneath like bands Of steel, the
detective seized his enemy's extend
ed arm in his two hands, one at the
wrist, one at the elbow, and as his
trained fingers sought the painful pres
sure points his two free arms started
n roCicf1occs hc.
captured arm. There is no escape from
this movement, no enduring it's excru-
ciating pain. Slowly the stranger felt
the tendons stretching, the bones craek-
/ ing, in this helpless right arm. A few
seconds more and the end would come,
a few seconds more and-then crash
ing, shattering pain drove through Co
quenips lower heart region, and he
sank weakly to the ground. His en-
envy had done an extraordinary thing
had delivered blow not provided for
in jitsu tactics. In spite Of the torsion
torture he had swung his free arm tun-
der the detectives lifted guard. not in
Yokohama style. but in the-best man
ner Of the old English prize ring. his
clinched fist falling full on the un-
guarded solar plexus nerves. And Co
quenil dropped with this thought: ''It
was the left that spoke then"
AS he sank to the ground NJ. Paul
tried to save himself, and. Selling his
opponent by the leg, he held him des-
perately, but the spasms Of pain over
came him, and he felt the clutched leg
slipping from his grasp. Then as con-
seriousness faded he rallied in a last
fierce effort, and he bit the man deeply
under the knee.
When Coquenii came 10 himself he
was lying on the ground and several
policemen were bending over him. He
lifted his head weakly and looked
about him. The stranger was gone;
the automobile was gone. And sud-
denly it flashed through his mind that
he had been outwitted from the first;
that the mans purpose had not been at
all what it seemed to be; that hand
to hand conflict was precisely what
the stranger had sought and planned
for, because-because- In feverish
haste Coquelin felt in his breast pocket
for the envelope with the precious
leather fragments. It was not there.
Then quickly he searched his other
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