Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1910-04-09
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grown out of a foolish at of jealousy.
You see. ] found a petit bleu on
my husbands dressing table one morn
ing-I wish TO heaven he would be
more careful-and II read il. IL
began Mon gros bebe.' and was sign
ed TIA petite Anita naturally I
was furious / have often been jeal-
Gus OF Addison. but he has always
managed 20 prove that was I'm the
wrong and that he was n perfect saint,
so now / determined TO see for my
self II was a splendid chance, as the
exact rendezvous was given-9 O'Clock
Saturday evening ia private room no.
at the Ansonia. I couldn't go alone,
so I got this man MGrtinez-he was
perfect fool got him 60 take me
because, as / told you, he didn't know
me and, being such fool. he would
do whatever 1 wished"
What day was It YOU found the
petit bleuF" put i'm CoQuenu
1T was Thursday. 1 saw Martinez
that afternoon"
And you are sure it was his scheme
10 bore the holesY
Eyes; he said that would be an
amusing way Of watching Addison
without making a scandal 1t was
the first clever idea 1 ever knew him
to have"
Did you look through the holes ut
all?" he asked
"No; I hadn't time"
"Did Martinez look through the FIRST
hole after It was boredT"
yes, but he couldn't see anything.
as No was dark"
Then you have absolutely no idea
who fired the shot2"
Absolutely none"
Except that you think IT wasn't
your husbandT
Il know IL wasn't my husband"
How do you know thatT'
Because l asked him. An. you need
not smile I made him give me proof.
When ] got home that night I had n
horrible feeling that Addison must
have done &C.. So 1 waited until he
came home. could hear him moving
about I'm his room. I went in and ask
ed him where he had been. He began
TO lie IN the usual way. And then
told him a murder had been committed
at the AnSOuia iu private room No. =.
! wish you could have seen his face
He never said a word. He Just stared
at me. Well. 10 was the longest time
before I could get anything out OF him.
Then he explained what had happen
ed. He had started for the AnSonla
with this woman. hut she had changed
her mind in the cab. and they had gone
20 the Cafe de Paris instead and spent
the evening there. said. Addison.
put your things right on. We're going
20 the Cafe dc Paris 20 settle this bust
ness The walters hadn't gone. ana
they all swore black and blue that Ad-
Olson told the truth"
"H'mr' reflected CoQuenn. Il Won
der why Anita changed her mindT"
I'm not responsible for Anita" an
swered Pussy. with a dlgnined whisz
OF her shoulders.
"You know great deal about this
young man who Is in prison." he sug-
gested.
Il know he IS innocent"
Il hope YOU can prove a."
"Of course l can prove g." shc de-
clared. 'M Kittrcdge. an old friend.
was arrested because he called FOR nv
things. but I asked him 20 DO that.
It's absurd
I'm afraid IT'S not SO absurd as you
think. You say be was an old friend.
lie must have been a very particular
kind OF an old friend for you TO ask
a favor OF him that you knew and he
knew would bring him under suspi-
cion. You did know that. didn't your
Go on; don't mind" she said. AZ
was not in love with n. Kittredge.
Please make that perfectly clear. lie.
was a dear. loyal friend, but nothing
more"
Was he enough OF a friend to be
jealous OF Martinezy'
What was there 10 make him jeal-
ous?"
Well" smiled Coquenn, 81 can
imagine that il dear and loyal friend
found the lady he was dear and loyal
to having supper with another man
I'm a private room he might be jeal-
Gus"
"The best proof that NJ Kittredge
would not be jealous OF me IS that he
loves another woman"
''The girl at Notre Dame2"
Eyes"
"But MARTINEZ knew her too. There
might have been trouble over her.
ventured NJ. Paul shrewdly.
There was no trouble"
"You never knew OF any quarrel be-
tween Kittredge and Martinez? No.
words?"
Never"
COquenn now resolved to try
chance shot.
He said impressively, "How about
Kittredge's letters TO youT''
He watched the effect anxiously.
His letters TO mew she cried, with.
start Of dismay. while NJ Paul nod
ded complacently. HE never wrote.
me letters-that is, not maryland
whatever there were II destroyed"
Coquenil eyed her keenly and shook
his head. a woman like you would
never write 10 man oftener than he.
wrote to her, and Kittredge had a
thick bundle Of your letters. Ii was