Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1910-06-02

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eyes, here they are, nails and ALL"
admitted Tignol a%dmiringly. "Pm an
old fool, but-but'-
"Well?"
"Tell me why Martinez did It."
Coquenips face darkened. "Ah,
that's the question. Well know that
when we talk to the woman. Some
body helped him or the chips would
still be there; somebody held back
those hangings while he worked the
auger, and somebody carried the auger
away"
Tignol pondered. "Hah! I see! The
man in No. Z, the murderer, lifted that
picture from it's nail before shooting
and then put it back on the nail after
shooting"
"Yes, yes" agreed M. Paul.
"Then this murderer must have
known that the billiard player was
going to bore these holes," went on
Papa Tignol half to himself. HE
must have been waiting in No. Z; he
must have stood there with his pistol
ready while the holes were coming
through; he must have let Martinez
finish one hole and then bore the other;
he must have kept No. Z dark so they
couldn't see HIM
"a good point, that" approved Co.
quenil, paying attention. "He certain
ly kept No. Z dark"
"And he probably looked into No. 6
through the first hole while Martinez
was boring the second. I suppose you
can tell which of the two holes was
bored frst?" chuckled Tignol.
M. Paul started. and II see-that's
it! He bored this hole first; it's the
right hand one when you're in this
room, the left hand one when you're
in Nc. Z. AS you say, the murderer
looked through the first hole while he
waited for the second to be bored; so,
naturally, he fired through the hole
where his eye was. That was his first
great mistake"
"What difference does it make which
hole the man fired through?
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left hand hole he has given us pre-
cious evidence against him. Come
back into the other room and I'll show
YOU" And when they had returned
to No. Z he continued: "Take the
pistol. Pretend you are the murderer.
You've been waiting your moment
while the auger grinds through from
the other side. The first hole is finish
ed. You see the point Of the auger as
it comes through the second. You grip
your pistol and look through the left
hand hole; you see the woman holding
back the curtains; you see Martinez
draw out the auger from the right
hand hole and lay it down. Now he
leans forward, pressing his face to the
completed eye holes; you see the
whites Of his eyes not three inches
away. Quick! Pistol up! Ready to
fire; No. no; through the left hand
hole where he fired"
"Sacre matin" muttered Tignol. 'Its
awkward aiming through this left
hand hole. because it's too neal the
sideboard. 1 can't get my eye there
to sight along the pistol BARREL"
"You mean your right eye?"
"Of course"
could you get your left eye there?'
Eyes. but If I aimed with my left
eye I'd have to fire with my left hand,
and I couldn't hit a cow that way"
Coquenii looked at Tignol steadily,
seYou could If you were q left handed
man.
4You mean to say The other
stared.
We've got to look for a left handed
anurderer:.'
1t was nearly 4 O'Clock when Co
quenil left the Ansonia and started uE
the Champs Ulysses, breathing deep O
the early morning air. The night was
still dark, although day was breaking
in the east. And what a night it had
been!. After all, what had he acted
on? A girls dream and an odd coin
cidence. Was that enough? Was thai
enough to make a man alter his whole
life and face extraordinary danger.
Was it enough?
Coquenil was just glancing abou
for a cab to the Turkish bath place.
in fact, he was signaling one that hi
saw jogging up the Avenue de !,
Grande Armee-when he became awar,
that o gentleman was approaching
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