The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-06-23
Edited by Albert Keyser

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begrimed with dirt, the type Of the
Paris lpafer, slouched past me and
gave me a hardly perceptible nod. T
had trouble to keep from laughing; for,
despite his disguise, | recognized Oar.
laud, one of my men.
Poor Darlaud! In his constant hunt
after criminals of the lowest order he
rarely had time to appear In respecta-
Bile clothes. Tt was even said that on
his sisters wedding day he had not
found minute to put on a clean suit,
and that when he attempted to enter
the church the beadle wanted to give
him into custody. I walked little
way In front Of him and then turned
around
EDO you sec that man outsids the
cafo over yonderf' I asked.
eyes, sir. -
t.Do not lose sight of him. and re-
port on his movements to me.'
On the afternoon OF the third day
Darlaud turned up.
ESQ do l." I replied; "but possibly
the solution Of the mystery that puz-
zles you may prove the solution of the
one am trying to work out.''
"Well, sir,' he continued, "I never
lost sight Of my man; had to 60 care
fully to work, for he is terribly wide.
awake. He made me trot. He dined
at a wine shop in the Rue Louis Blanc,
vile and entered an hotel kept by a
man called Coulon. A minute later I
saw him at ono of the windows in his
shirt sleeves, so I gathered he lived
there. 1 at once asked for a room
for myself, and managed to secure one
two doors from our friend His name
discovered is Charles Latouche, or,
rather. that is how he entered in the
hotel books.
"Toward 10 o clock he went. jumped
on bus, changed twice, and when
near the Boulevard Ney got down and
walked toward the Rue Rousseau. 1t
is dark street, or I could not have
followed him At the end Of the street
where house is being built, / saw
him climb over the palings, looking for
something or somebody, He remained
there for two hours, and then returned
home the way he came.
yesterday he rose late, spent the
greater part Of the afternoon In the
me; and, the moment darkness had
set In again. took up his position be-
hind the palings In the Rue Rous-
seau.
"I was beginning to wonder what
it all meant, when / saw q woman walk
down the street at brisk pace. She
WAS about q couple of yards from the
place where was hiding. At that
moment Latouche rushed up to her,
and, seizing her roughly by both arms,
called out: I've caught You at last,
ment she shook him of, and turned
on him like q tieress. At the same
time her veil fell of and I recognized
whom do you think k9-SaIy, the
ar know. Go on with your story
" sBacheletl' she shrieked, Il ~
"But the fellow did not let her
continue. Don't bawl like that, .you
demon he hissed; only tell me where
your brother is. You know how he
swindled me. the despicable hound.
Where is hef'
"tI swear r know nothing about
him. she cried. But if ever you dare
again lay your dirty fingers on me,
III bawl the name Of Bachelet little
Jouder than I did tonight And she
strutted away. As 1 wanted to report
to YOU. I sent word to Berard to take
nv place and keep the fellow under
observation. Do you want me to watch
him furtberY" =,
ro1y you must tell him I want to see
him on personal matter, and You Will
bring him here. Address him, OF
course, as Latouche.'
The next morning at II he was
shown in. His face WAS thin and crat1y;
and he peered at me with curiosity and
cunning expressed in his puckered eyes.
HYou are Latouchef' / began.
eyes sir-Char]es Latouch.'
"I have an interesting conlmun1ca-
died, leaving all his estate to a certain
Charles Latouche; and [ have been
asked to hunt for this fortunate heir,
Have you any papers to prove your
identity in case you are that lucky
man9'
He stared at me In bewildermeut,
and his hand slowly crept up to his left
HDon It do that, laughed, "or you
will make me think Of some % one who
bad the same curious knack. His name
was Bachelet."
He turned hvid. But ] saw it waH
with rage and not from. fear.
"When you began about that leg
acy." he said, "I knew you were only
making fun Of me, Yes, L nm Bach
elet; and + changed nv name because
of my past life. IF YOU had not sent
for me, would have come to see you,
for have something to say TO you.
II refers to Hortense and Robert Per
richon. sister and brother, twins, a
queer couple, awfully alike, You know
them7'
"Yes.''
'"They are pair Of scoundrels. The
woman spread the story that she had
to ask protection against her brother
because he threatened her life; but
know better, it Is all blarney. They
meet at her house, and ! have seen
Robert 90 there repeatedly late at
night and not come out again. Robert
did me bad turn. I meant to be
even with him, and kept my eye on the
pair No easy matter. for they are
never seen together I found out he
had dealings with gentleman who
seemed to stand in terror Of him, and
i traced this gentleman to his address
in the Rue 9 Provence. His name. ]
discovered, was M. F., and when I
heard he committed suicide I connect
ed Robert With the affair, I ought TO
saw Robert and his sister; tor they
work together, although the sister al
ways manages to keep In the back
ground"
"I compliment you on your detective
skill" I" said: "but how is 1t you bring
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