The Prescott daily news., 1910-03-22

CHAPTER II.
cooUENIL's GREATEST CASE.

C0QUENlL GkEAIESl SAoE.
 LITTER leaving Notre Dame A Paul Coquenil directed his A steps toward the prefecture of police, but halfway across the sluare he glanced back at the church flock that shows its white face above he grnning gargoyles, and, pausing, be stood a moment in deep thought.
 "A quarter to T." he reflected; then. turning to the right, he walked quick to d little wine shop with flowers h the windows. the Tavern of the Three Wise Men.
 "Ah, thought so" he muttered as te recognized his friend and assistant, Papa Tignol, at one of the tables on he terrace. And approaching the old nan, who had q red face and a purple tlged nose, he said in low tone, II want you
 IlgnOl looked up quickly from his Eass, and his face lighted. "Eh. Nj. Paul againw
 7" must see NJ. Pougeot," continued be detective. Its important. Go to ls office. If he isn't there go to his l0use. Anyhow, find him and tell hn to come to me at once. Hurry on. II pay for this. And run across to ae church and tell Bonneton that he leedn't come either.'
 T knew 1t; l knew it." chuckled fsA Iignol as he trotted off. "There's omethng doing"
 "l'h this much arranged Coquenil, i'er paying for his friends absinth, uvied over to a cab stand near the a'ue or Henry ". and selected a ''Se mat could not possibly make a0re than four miles an hour Be- iuu lnis deliberate animal he seated lnSelf' and, giving the driver his ad piess' ne charged him gravely not to "o iast and settled back against ae cushions to comfortable medita. mus There is no better way to ullA out tough problem" he used luslst' than to take very long ptlVe in very slow cab"
 U may have been that this horse was @ SLOW enough, for forty minutes sei ooquenifs frown was still unre- s,aea u when they drew up at the Villa saHvu'niorency' sH really collection of ,s,s s' 'oiue dozens of them. in pri- rM Tt park near the Bois de Boulogne ha uetectlye occupied a wing of Esn,,a's sI Urlglnal Montmorency chateau, a taOl'a'lon of ten spacious rooms moro no., a enough for himself and his ,Iaas, anu the faithful old servant ssn erauie, who took care of them esne. rsas s during these summer months sna.. va Mme Coquenil was away at a ths, 4ns place in the vosges mountains Ca"rusr l,ra usr son had bought for her. Paul
 nau never married. and his blends declare,
 be hros seeiared that, besides his work. Nbis ,eu nsu. only two things in the world As Al D mother oi and his dog
 As @ a., o'clock the detective rose from h ss s,1aer table and withdrew into hisa ,auy, a large room opening off the s stsi.' room and furnished like no otb. |Rars n Ill the world. Around the ms were low bookcases with wide eass pu " which Were spread. under bal mns muat Coquenil called his crim- pt oasa aseum' This included souvenirs aged on which he had been en- ss s, weapons used s''b sv of m0rSsTaps DarglrFs tred itSa, p'cks' jointed jimmies of tenn. and folSea' e'' that could be taken apart sm 0,usd aDs ,, up in the space of a thick lelapliaa la hidden aD about the person. te and 's .,e entered presently with cof- @ a t t.els Cigarettes, which she placed Anp wi,n.. M near the green shaded sd r lsa'h.ai @,'ain easy reach of the sIast rreat Seated ehair where NJ. Paul was ss s's''sss'Y ss,s ', there her came e,ans at the