The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-06-30

/ Tue uule.
Playing the futev' gasped Tignol.
II don't know how to play the flutev'
"All the better. Spend your time
learning. There Is no one who gets so
! quickly in touch with his neighbors as
Il man learning to play the flute
"Ah." crnned the other shrewdly.
you're after information from the
sixth foor. Eth. ell? A droll idea. I'll
learn to play the flute!'
| Meet me ut o tonight at the Three
| Wise Men and-gocd LUX. I'm off to
the Sante"
He proposed to make Lloyd WALL
back and forth several times in pair
of his own boots over soft earth l..
| the prison yard ard then show the i'll
prcccicns CT these new footprints ~erc
different in the pressure marks a2t
probably in the length Of stride fror
those left in the alleyway. This
would be further indication. alon.
with the differences already noted in
the ualls. that The alleyway footprints
were not made by Kittredge.
Not made by Kittredge. reflected the
detective, bat by Il man wearing Kit
tredges boots. man wearing ths
missing third pair. the stu!eu i;aii
All. there was Il nut to crack. Thi:
man must have stolen the boots. rs D.
had doubtless stolen the pistol. Il
throw suspicion on an innocent per
son. 1t WAS essential to his purp -
that the boots be found in iI!ttrcd &c.
| - hor-n mi 0YsfnH f.
turn them. Sonnet hing quite unfore
secn must have prevented him from
doing so. What had prevented the a;
sassin from returning kittrvdge's
boots?
AS soon as Coquenil reached til.
prison he WAS shown into the direct
Or's private room. and he noticed thai
Nj. Dedet received him with suspicion
whats the trcubeT' he asked.
Everything What the devil Cit
you mean by sending that girl to mc?'
what did l mean!' repeated Co
quenil Didn't she tell you what sllt
wanted:"
Dcdct made 10 reply. but be searched
among some envelopes and produced Il
square of faded blotting paper.
'There"' he said. And. with heavy
finger. he pointed to scrawl OF
words. There's what she wrote. aud
you know d well you put her VI,
to it,
II have no idea what this means"
declared Coquenil.
You lie!" retortcd the jailer.
NJ. Paul sprang to his feet. TAX"
that back" he ordered, with Il look Q.
menace. and the rough man grumbcd
an apology. Just the same" lie mat.
tered. Its mighty queer how She
knew it unless you told her"
"Knew what:"
The jai!er eyed Coqucnil searchinglr
, 'Nom dun CHEN, | guess you re
straight. after all. but how did she
come to write that?' He scratched
his dull head in mystification.
II have no idea"
Couuenil took off his glasses and
. rubbed them carefully. Then without
more discussion he left the prison ant
drove directly to the Palais de Justice
to see Hautevilc. who had previously
summoned him. What did this mean
What could it mean?
AS he approached the lower arm O.
the river he saw Bobet saunterin:
along the quay.
"What are you doing here?" l.
asked. 81 told you to watch tina,
. diver"
The young detective shrugged his
shoulders. ''rhe jobs done. He foun(
the auger."
"Ah! Where is it,"
, told me to-"
'You must be crazy! You take you
orders from me-
do ~" laughed the other. IN. CT
. belin says take orders from him.
, We'll see about this" mutterel NJ
Paul. He entered the courtyard o.
the Palais de Justice and hurried t.
the Office Of Judge Hauteville. On ths
stairs he met Gibelin.
"See here" he said abruptly. "wha
have you done with that auger?"
PUT it in the department of Ole
iron." rasped the other. I'VE cam
waste time on foolish clews.'
Coquenil g!ared ut him. I'VE can't
eh? suppose voM have decided that !?
"Precisely." retOrted Gibelin.
"And you've been giving orders t.
young BObet!''
'Go in there and you'll find out.
sneered the fat man. jerking deri
siye thumb toward Hauteville's door.
Nj. Paul entered the judges private
room.
"My dear Coquenil." eXclaime;
Hauteville. with cordial hand extend
ed, I'm glad to see you. but you mus
prepare for bad news. They hay,
taken you off the force. Your commits
. sion is Cancelled"
l "Hut-but why?"