The Prescott daily news., 1910-03-26

| and drive to NOtre Dame. At the right of the church is high iron railing around the archbishop's house. In the railing is an iron gate with a night bell for extreme unction. Ring this bell and ask to see the sacristan Bon neton, and when he comes out give him this" Coquenil wrote hastily on a card. Its an order to let you have dog named Caesar-my dog: he's guarding the church with Bonne- ton. Pat Caesar and tell him he's go- ing to see NJ. Paul-that's me. Tell him to jump in the cab and keep still He'll understandable knows more than most men, Then drive back here as quick as you can"
 Coquenil began at once with ques- tions to NJ. Gritz about private room No. C Who had reserved this room, and what had prevented the person from occupying it? M Gritz replied that No. : had been engaged some days before by an old client who, at the last moment, had sent a petit bleu to say that he had changed his plans and would not require the room The petit beu did not arrive until after the crime was discovered, so the room re mained empty. More than that, the door was locked-ocked on the out side, with the key in the lock-
 Then any one coming along the corridor might have turned the key and entered No. -"
 Tt is possible" admitted NJ. Gritz. but very improbable The room was dark. and an ordinary person seeing a door locked and room dark
 We are not talking about an ord. nary person." retorted the detective: we are talking about murderer. Come; we must look into this," and he led the way down the corridor, nod ding to the policeman outside No. 6 and stopping at the next door, the last in the line, the door to No. [.
 You know I haven't been in there yet" He glanced toward the adjoin- ing room of the tragedy; then, turning the key in No. [, he tried to open the door.
 Hello, It's locked on the inside too.'
 'Tiens, You're right" said Gritz as he rumpled his scanty locks in perplex | ity.
 Some one has been inside-some ore may be inside now"
 The proprietor shook his head and rather reluctantly went on to explain that No was different from the oth- CT private rooms in this-that it had | separate exit with separate stairs lead ing to an alleyway between the hotel and wall surrounding it. The alley way led to gate in the wall opening on the Rue Marboeuf
 As Coqueni listened his mouth his deep eyes burned angrily.
 M. Gritz" he said in cold, cutting voice. you are a man of intelligence; you must be. This crime was com mitted last night about Q o'clock it's now half past in the morning. Will you please tell me how it happens that this fact of vital importance has been concealed from the police for over six hours?"
 Why" stammered the other "I-I don't know
 Are you trying to shield some one? Who is this man that engaged No. 7?" Gritz shook his head unhappily. "l don't know his name. We have to be discreet in these matters"
 But what do you call him?" per sisted Coquenil. You must call him something"
 Tn speaking of him we call him the tall blond He has been here several times with woman l,e calls Anita"
 The detective shrugged his shoul- ders. 'Some one has been here and locked this door on the inside want it opened"
 Just a moment" trembled Gritz. "I have a pass key to the aleyway door We'll go around"
 They left the hotel by the main en- trance and were just going around into Rue Marboeuf when the concierge from across the way met them with word that Caesar had arrived.
 Caesar" questioned Gritz.
 Hes my dog Ph-h-eet! Ph-eet! An. here he is!' and out of the shad- ows the splendid animal came bound ing.
 They had entered the courtyard now, and Coquenil led Caesar to the spot where the weapon lay still undisturb- ed
 "ChercheF' he ordered, and the dog nosed the pistol with concentrated eff fort. Then silently, anxiously, one ha