Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-04-06
| Through the Wall
By
CLEVELAND MOFFETT

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that he has room on the fifth door
over Nine. Cecile's. He keeps It by
the year. He made his change there.
and we found everything that he took
OG-the wig, the beard and the rough
clothes
"Capital! Capital! want you to be
present, Coquenil, at the examination"
"Ah, that's kind Of your exclaimed
M. Paul.
"Not kind at all. You'll be Of great
service. Get those witnesses out Of
sight and then bring in the man."
A few moments later the prisoner
entered, waiting with hands manacled
He still wore his smart clothes and
was as coldly self possessed as at the
moment of his arrest. The clerk set
tied himself at his desk and prepared
to write.
"what is your name2'' began the
Judge.
II don't care to give It."
sis your name Adolf GroenerT
"No.'
care you woodcarver?'
''No."
"Groener, you are lying. Tell me If
you have money to employ lawyer?'
II wish no lawyer"
"That is not the question. You are
under suspicion Of having committed
crime and"-
"What crime?" asked the prisoner
sharply.
"Murder. We think that you shot
the billiard player Martinez"
Both judge and detective watched
the man closely as this name was
spoken, but neither saw the slightest
sign of emotion.
$50 1 ask If you will provide law
yer?"
NO. answered the accused.
'Then the court will assign a law.
yer for your defense"
"It's quite useless" shrugged the
prisoner.
Then the magistrate resumed stern
~: "You were arrested, sir, this after
| noon in the company of woman. Do
you know who she Isl"
II do. She is lady of my acquaint-
ance."
The Judge snorted incredulously.
''You don't even know her name?"
"You think not?"
"Groener," said Hauteville sternly,
'.you say this woman is person of
your acquaintance. Well see" He
touched a bell, and as the door opened,
''Mme. Cecile," he said.
A. moment later there swept in q
large woman Of forty-five with bold,
dark eyes and hair that was too red to
be real. She sat down.
"You are Nine. Ceci1e and you keep
tea room on the Place de la Made
leineY'
Eyes, SIR
The woman went on to relate that
the man before her had come into her
establishment that afternoon and pre-
vailed on woman at a table, to
whom he had introduced himself, to
go out and drive a few blocks with
him in carriage. He offered her 500
not require her company for over sew
en- or eight minutes. She accepted the
offer. She knew that he had never
met the woman before. Now the wo-
man in question was brought in. She
had been traced by Tignops men. She
corroborated what Nine. Cecile had
said, and both hurried out.
'Now. sir, what have you to say?'
demanded the judge, facing the pris-
oner.
Nothing"
At this the Judge leaned over to Co
quenil, and after few low words he
spoke to the clerk, who bowed and
| went out.
The judge resumed, do you also
deny that you have room, rented by
the year, in the house Of Nine. Cecile?''
II know nothing about such a room,' -
declared the other.
Il suppose you didn't go there to
change your clothes?"
Certainly not
"Call Jules" said Hauteville. The
clerk reappeared with a large leather
bag.
"Open It," directed the magistrate.
"Spread the things on the table. Groe-
ner, what about this wig and false
beard?'
Groener walked deliberately to the
table.
'Tve never seen these things be-
fore. I know nothing about Them" he
said.
The Judge looked I'M and said quietly