The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1910-07-08

aAt what time. n Jacques. aid H.
ana sIne. Stangerson arrive at the
iaboratory7"
at O'Clock
The voice OF RouietabIlle continued:
.sYes. he's been under here. that's
certain. In fact. there was nowhere
else where be could have hidden him
self. Here. too. are the marsks OF his
hobnaIls. When you entered. all four
Of you. did you look under the bedr
-Aronce. We drew IT right out OF It's
place"
aAnd between the mattressesr
There was only one on the bed, and
ON that mademoiseIle was placed, and
M. Stangerson aud the concierge inn
mediately carried It into the labora-
tory. Under the mattress there was
nothing but the metal netting, which
could not conceal anything OF any
body. Remember. monsieur, that there
were four OF us. and we couldn't fail
TO see everything. the chamber is so
small and scantily furnished, and all
was locked behind In the pavilion"
I ventured on hypothesis:
perhaps be got away with the mat
tress-in the mattressl Anything is
POSSIBLE in the face Of such mystery.
In their distress OF mind NJ. Stranger
son and the concierge may not have
noticed they were bearing a double
weight, especially II the concierge
were an accomplice. throw out this
hvpothesis for what 1t is worth, but II
explains many things and particularly
the fact that neither the laboratory
nor the vsstibule bears any traces OF
the footmarks found In the room. II
In carrying mademoiselle on the mat
tress from the laboratory they Fested
FOR a moment there might have been
an opportunity for the man n IL TO
escape"
"And thenYs asked Rouietab billie, de-
Hberately laughing under the bed.
I fet rather vexed, and replied:
'T don't know, but anything appears
possible"
.sThe examining magistrate had the
same idea, monsieur" said Daddy
Jaeoues. "and he carefully examined
the mattress. He was obliged to laugh
at the idea, monsieur, as your friend
e doing now, f0s whoever heard OF
4 mattress .havfMg a double b0ttomT
nv friend alone seemed able to talk
intelligently. He called out fronieuN'
. der the beds
-The mat here has ,been moved out
Of place. Who did itr'
we did, monsieur" explained Dad
Ay JACQUES. when we conld not ind
, the assassin we asked ourselves
whether there was not some hole IN
the floor"
There is not" replied Rouletahiile.
s.Is there cellarY'
mo, there's no cellar. But that has
not stopped our searching and has not
prevented the examining magistrate
and his registrar from studying the
floor plank by plank, az II there hao
!. been cellar under 1t.
The reporter then reappeared. His
eyes were sparkling and his nostrlls
: ouiyered. He remained ON his hands
, and knees. Thus he made his way &c
, the four corners Of the room, 50 Is
sneak, shifting and going around ev
erything--ev everything that we coulc
see. which was not much, and every
thing that we could not see, which
J u,ugt have been infinite.
WM0 toilet table was simple taDlt
. Standing on four legs. There wal
nothing about 1t by which 1t could
! possibly be changed into a temporary
! hiding place. There was not a close
or cupboard. Mile. Stangerson KEEP
] har wardrobe at the chateau.
! RouletabiIle literally passed his nose
q and hands along the walls, CONSTRUCTED
Of solid patchwork. When ne hat
6nianed with the walls and passed MI
! agile fingers over every portion OF thu
yellow paper covering them he reached
to the ceiling, which he was able u
: touch by mounting on a chair place.
: on the toilet table, and BY moving
! this ingeniously constructed stag
! from place to place he examined ey
ery foot Of 1t. When he had finishes
: hin scrutiny Of the ceiling, where n
: carefully examined the hole made b.
|. the second bullet, he approached tn
window and once more examined tn
. iron bars and blinds, all Of which
were solid and intact. At last he CAV
4 a grunt Of satisfaction and declared
..Now am at easep'
4 i g"Well, do you believe that the poo
a dear young lady was shut up wnel
4 she was being murdered-when sh
cried out for helpT' walled Dadd
Jacques.
e "Yes," said the young reporter, DRY
ing his forehead; the yellow ROOF
= was as tightly shut as an iron safe"
) "The Bette du Bon Dieu," muttere
=, Daddy Jacques--'.the Bette du Bon Die
# herself, II she had committed tn
Z crime, could not have escaped. Lii
tent Do you hear tit Hushg'
r. Daddy jacques made us sign :
4 keep quiet and, stretching bis arm e
. ward the wall nearest the Forest, IN
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