The Prescott daily news., 1910-03-21

Paris police department to organize the detective service of Il foreign capi- tai. with life position at the head of this service and d u,uch larger salary than he had ever rtvcivrG. larger salary. in fact Iha i,ys .Aid to it's own chief of p~.i
 Couucnil aio1 ;.u, ..u.. "Gl.n od to. ward thr great Cathedral of Notre Dame. directing their steps tn the left hand portai under Inc northern tower bearded sacriStan in q three cornered hat of blue and gold and gold en- ' broidered coat.
 "Ah. Bonneton. my friendw said Coquenil.
 Good evening. NJ. Paul." answered the other. while he patted the dog af- fectionately. Shall take Caesar?' "One moment. l have news for you" Then, while the other listened anx- iously. he told of his brilliant appoint ment in Rio de Janeiro and of his im- minent departure. He was sailing for Brazil in three days.
 Mon Dieup' murmured Bonneton in dismay. Sailing for Brazil So our friends leave us. Of course I'm glad for you. It's a great chance. but will you take CaesarY
 'I couldn't leave my dog. could I?" smiled Coquenil.
 "Of course not! Of course not! And such a dog, You've been kind to let him guard the church since old Max died Come, Caesar! Just a moment, M. Paul"
 How the course of events would have been changed had Paul Coquenil remained outside Notre Dame on this occasion 1t is impossible to know The fact is he did not remain outside; but growing impatient at Bonneton's de- lay. he pushed open the double swing ing doors. with their coverings of leath- CT and red velvet. and entered the sanctuary. Immediately he saw girl.
 She was in the shadows near a stat ue of the Virgin before which candles were burning. On the table were TO- saries and talismans and candles of different lengths that it was evidently the girls business to sell. In front of the Virgins shrine was a priedieu. at which a woman was kneeling. but she presently rose and went out, and the girl sat there alone. When she lifted her eyes he saw that they were dark and beautiful, though tinged with sad ness. He was surprised to find this lovely young woman selling candles here in Notre Dame church.
 And suddenly he was more surpris- ed, for as the girl glanced mp she met his gaze fixed on her. and immediately there came into her face look so strange. so glad and yet so frightened that Coquenil went to her quickly with reassuring smile. He was sure he had never seen her before. yet he realized that somehow she was equal ly sure that she knew him.
 What followed was seen by only one person. that Is. the sacristan's wife, q big, hard faced woman with a faint mustache and wart on her chin, who sat by the great column near the door dispensing holy water out of crack ed saucer and whining for pennies. Nothing escaped the hawklike eyes Of Mother Bonneton, and now, wlth growing curiosity. she watched the scene between Coquenil and the can de seller What interest could great detective have in this girl, Alice whom she and her husband had taken Ill as half charity boarder?
 Holy saints, how she talks!' grum- bled the sacristan's wife And see the eyes she makes! And how he ils- tensl The man must be crazy to waste his time on her. Now he asks a ques- ton. and she talks again with that queer. faraway look. He frowns and clinches his hands, and. upon my SOUL he seems afraid of her,
 The incident wrought an extraordl- nary change in Coquenil He looked worn, almost haggard. as he walked to the church door with face set ln an ominous frown. "There's some devils work in this," he muttered.
 "What is it?" asked the sacristan.
 The detective faced him sharply. "Who is the girl in there? Where did she come from?" He stopped ab- ruptly and pressed the fingers of his two hands against his forehead NO