The Red Cloud chief., 1913-01-23

Ter. Wnere, IN bedroom on the NTH
floor, they found the body of young
woman stabbed to the heart. On
piece OF paper pinned to her dress the
following lines were scribbled In pen
Gil:
This woman. wrctched spy In the en-
, ploy Of the Russian police. has for n long
time past watched young men and girls
studying at the Paris universities. Two
girls who recently returned to Russia
were. on that womans Information. ar
| rested at the frontier and have not been
heard of since. There are. we know, 9TH
| er female spies now carrying on their ne-'
farious work In some OF the French WA
tering places. and their turn will soon
come.
THE police are investigating the affair,
which has created II tremendous sensation
among the Russian students here"
There was a moments silence when
Of the guests remarked that 1t was a
terrible business. The count remained
silent. lie soon after went to bed.
and followed his example.
The next morning after breakfast
sat outside the hotel smoking my
cigarette. The guests were at the
springs or strolling about, while the
countess had gone on one of her usual
peregrinations. Toward two the count
appeared. and. passing me, gave me
one OF his formal mods. l went up to
him.
Pardon me-" I said: Il owe you an
apology for interrupting you some
~ n N,,An1s, IN ut tsyt t,,k I tnnI thA
liberty Of stopping you from launching
into what looked very much like q
diatribe against the Russian authori.
ties. You were apparently not aware
that a political spy was sitting within
yard Of you"
"A spy" he gasped.
"Yes. a spy, in the person Of that
good-looking girl. Mile. Eugenie Arco.
So. now. you will perhaps accept my
apology"
IN. Guibert." he laughed, II don't
know whether to challenge you to
fight or to ask you to do me the
honor to lunch with me today"
There is no necessity for either"
I replied. II am only too happy to
have rendered you a slight service"
How did you know she was a spy?"
he asked. Have you any proof?"
mo. only strong suspicion. But we
shall now have proofs"
The head waiter was standing at
the door.
Il have not seen Mile. Arco this
morning." called out to him. Il hope
she Is not ILL.,
"She has gone away" the man re-
piled. "She left early this morning"
The count looked puzzled. We
walked little way down the road.
and then l said:
II had my doubts about that girl
from the start: she is a bungler. a
novice in the business. Fancy her
suspecting me. native of Brittany. Of
being Russian Nihilist! Political
spying is dirty work; but II you do 1t
you must do 1t well or It becomes dan.
gerous, especially to the spy. And
I that is why tried to knock the fear
into that young creature by reading
out that paragraph last night"
"Yes. about those unfortunate girls.
Poor things!"
Reserve your pity for another oc-
casion, count. I invented that story"
m. Guibert!" he cried. II compli.
ment you on your perspicacity. May
l ask what your profession is?"
II am commission agent"
"Well," he laughed. you would have
made q fine detective"
"You are very kind. But for every.
body's sake 1t will be we'll not to men.
tion this affair"
The count ncided assent.
After the spy incident the count be.
came Very friendly and talked freely
to. me on many subjects.
The countess undoubtedly neglected
her husband.
| Visitors kept pouring in, many OF
them members Of the so-called "smart
set" did not like the appearance of
several Of the newcomers, and ! was
glad my cure was drawing to an end.
Then a remarkable incident occurred.
The countess had gone on one OF
her excursions with her male and fe-
male followers. the organizer of the
party, as usual. being Rene Soudier.
Bright. witty. excelling In all sports,
Soud' " was adored by the women and
popular with the men. except with the
count. The latter .disliked him cor
daily. and rarely or never spoke 20
him.
The party had left after luncheon.
and was not expected back before Z
o'clock. At three In the afternoon, as
returned from walk, saw the
count walking up and down In front
Of the hotel. Something evidently had
gone wrong. The moment he saw me
he gripped my arm and led me to a
secluded spot In the garden.
IN. Guibert," he began In an ex-
cited tone which he tried hard to con-
troll; IN. Guibert, you proved yourself
vary chrawd uhe you dealt with that