The Washington times., 1912-01-23
DAHL. SERIAL STORY :,
M.Dufreny's Quest Z s ;s o.:

, her feet she balanced herself and, felt
In her pockets for her bunch Of keys.
She took some time to pick out the one
linen closet with II. and took something
out from under the piles of table nap
kins and kitchen cloths
"Look!" she cried. holding UP an OBJ
Narcisse got up from his chair
quickly.
It was dagger Of Spanish American
and the horn handle. roughly inlaid with
Narcisse, or rather Dufreny. gave the
woman q piercing look.
! "Where did you set this dasserF' no
''Oh! dear, your eyes make me afraid.
Why. NaTcisse, mon petit, you look 90
Dufreny thought It would be better to
continue playing his part.
1T is such an old weapon" he said.
did IT belong to the Serpent, belle pa
eyes. my chicken. I'll tell you about
1t. Lor', It's funny how my tongue
burns; where's that bother
You took Il away just now"
NO! no, BESIDES sit Il was empty"
lot, little Narci.as s 'oU ''
1ufreny took fve francs out Of his
Here. that'n pay for Il" he aid !!
land when you have finished telling
me what you know. I'll go and buy .
bottle Of liqueur like you've never tass-
wen. where'd I get to. dearie7 ohl
1 know-I was going to tell you that
Bribri only cal e here after to have
his meals with Josephine. And one day
he came and told me he wanted me to
mind something that Josephine had
given him. He said was q good wom-
an and he could trust me. He gave me
an iron box Ike little ,, safe and n%.n
i hadn't the key; and / was afraid to
force the lock, for Bribri can DO very
ugly when he likes; but the wooden
box was not the same thing. I got the
linen handkerchief marked With a
crown, and some old lace and . dagger.
'rwo Gays after Bribr1 wanted them
back. gave him It, the lit, little safe At at ct
box. I told him that my husband had
locked It up in q cupboard and
hadn't the key, and that ia give It to
him the next day. He made fuss at
was the most valuable, he went of
threatening that II I didn't give It him
back he'd do for me. But amt afraid
"Weii. Bribri and Josephine went of
that day and they never came back
again. That was when they got arrest
ed. for sure"
All that doesn't prove that he5 y
The shrew meant to talk and to say
all she had to say, but she prudently
lowered her voice.
my darling she said, I'm not Sc
dull as YOU seem TO think. Last July,
when the newspapers said that the ar
chitect at Courbevoie was murdered.
remembered that he was killed with a
dagger. Josephine wAs servant at the
house, and It was at this time that Bril-
5ri COVE me these boxes
Have you still the handkerchiefs and
Lace"
"My faith. no! I gold them to wom-
an who buys secondhand clothes
"Where'' ..
"Ever SO far from here. Mother Az.
salenc, in the Rue de rAdmiral Mou-
chez. pieu! how thirsty am! Amt
We drinking any more?"
Soon said Narcise. turning the dag.
ger over in his hands. II evidently had
come from the Serpent. Madame Casal
I mad no reason to tell q falsehood: Now.
a daHRer had been found IN 4adame
Deverlys room with Some tlocod stains
upon It, and It was upon this evidence
that the young widow was suspected.
Ard this dagger that had belonged to
the Serpent was facsimile Of that one.
but it could not be the same, for the
one that had been Sound in Madame
Deverlys room under the chair was al
that moment in the hands of the police