The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-03-24

WARD IN 4 LITTLE RED POOL. 1 you. Leroy, and you and you.'' He 1 motioned to his secretary and to two of his men. Dr. Joubert. lowing gravely, opened the door of No. 6, and the commissary entered, followed by his scribe. very
 bald and pale young man. and by the
 two policemen. Last came the doctor,
 closing the door carefully behind him.
 Stretched at full length on the floor
 near pale yellow sofa lay a man in
 evening dress, his head resting, face
 downward, in a little red pool He
 was evidently dead.
 Has anything been disturbed here?
 Has any one touched this body?' de-
 handed Pougeot sharply.
 ''No,'' said the doctor; ''Gibelin came
 in with me. but neither of us touched
 anything. We waited for you.'
 ..I see. Ready. Leroy" and he pro- ceeded to dictate what there was to say, dwelling on two facts-that there was no sign of weapon in the room and that the long double window open ing on the Rue Marboeuf was stand ing open.
 Dr. Joubert's examination establish ed at once the direct cause of death. The man, a we'll built young fellow of perhaps twenty-eight. had been shot in the right eye, q ball having pene- trated the brain, killing him instantly. The face showed marks of flame and powder, proving that the weapon-un- doubtedly a pistoI-had been discharg- ed from veey short distance.
 Doctor asked the commissary. glancfng at the open window, Eff this man shot himself. could he, in your h JaG Cfr 1ofI ho1 thrown the pistol out there?''
 Certainly not,'' answered Joubert- "A man who received a wound like this would be dead before he could wink. Besides. search has been made underneath that window, and no i pistol has been found.'
 ''It must be murder muttered Pou- geot. +'See what he has on his per son.''
 These instructions were carefully ] carried out, and it straightway became clear that robbery, at any rate, had no part in the crime. Tn the dead mans pockets was found a considerable sum of money, bundle of five pound notes, of the Bank of England, besides l handful of French gold. On his fin gers were several valuable rings, in his scarf was large ruby set with dia- and attached to his waistcoat was massive gold medal that at once established his identity. He was En- ico Martinez, q Spaniard widely lnown as q professional billiard player md also tie hero of the terrible char ty bazaar fire, where at the risk of his fife he has saved several women from h.e flames. For this bravery the city of Paris had awarded him a gold medal nd people had praised him until his ead was half turned. If Aha" muttered the commissary 1 There may be & husband mixed up in his. Call that waiter again. and-er- ( we will continue the examination out | ide.'' |
 With this they removed to the aG oinfng private room, No. ,, leaving , policeman at the door of No. 6 unti roper disposal of the body should b. | made.
 In the further questioning of Josepg ! he commigsary brought out severn Ie facts. The waiter testified 1 ( hat after serving soup to Maritime: nd the lady he had not left the corri | or outside the door of No until tn i aoment when he entered the room anC 1 ! iScovered the crime. During this in erval of perhaps quarter of an houI ' e had moved down the corridor :, l ' hort distance, but not farther thai C he door of No. 4. He was sure of this ecause one of the doors to the ban uet room was just opposite the dooI r f No. 4. and he had stood there listen F 1g to a Fourth of July speaker who 7as- discussing the relations betNeen | rance and America. l. "How did you stand as you listened S ) the speaker? Show me- M. Pou- cot led Joseph to the banquet room v oor
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