Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-06-03
THE SOLREE AT THE RUE DE PRONY
The Experiences M. F. Goron, Ex-Chef
of the Paris Defective Police.
Edited By ALBERT KEYZER.

and caught M. Dominguez in the hal
as he was turning back to see what
had become of me.
"Still no clue, M. Goron?" asked the
master Of the house, looking at me
from the corner of his eye. 'n ~
"Still no clue" I retorted, "but
have a few questions to ask you. Who
were the people who performed on the
piano last night?" - f"'
Madame fumbled about some papers
and handed me the programme Of the
musical portion of the soiree. There
was a pianist, a violinist, prima-
donna from the Opera Comique, and
two Montmartre singers, all we'll
known artists.
'Now," I said; T want to know who
played after the concert, and whether
you engaged a pianist for the dances
mo, we had no professional. The
dance was impromptu, and the gen.
tlemen took turns at the piano." .t
"Can you give me the, names OF
these gentlemen" .4.- -.f
1.-THE names?", repeated madame
'"The names-let me think moment
No, only know one, M. de G.. He
played a lot. The four others had
come to the house for the first time,
and did not know them. Do you re-
member any, Enrique?" -.
had no reason to be dissatisfied
with my mornings work. The rob-
berry, I felt certain. had been commit
ted by one Of the guests at the soiree.
The case was Of too delicate ma
ture to intrust it to any Of my subor-
dinates. I myself had to forge the
chain from the one link ! hoped I pos
sessed, and my first step was to send
for M. de G., whose address Madame
Dominguez had given me. ~.
M. de G., who belonged to very
wealthy and highly esteemed family.
replied promptly to my call. He had
heard of the robbery, and led the
conversation on the Dominguezes.
Il do not know much about them,"
he said, laughingly: they are new ar
rivals, and, am told, very rich. Mad
anne Dominguez was introduced to one
Of my aunts, and, as she was in want
Of young men, she sent me an invita-
ton with the request to bring whom
liked. I never saw such noisy gath
ering. Some of the men were really
too bad" .... ... . ..
you worked very hard" I said,
"and presided over the pianoT
well, not exactly. did my share,
but others, too, banged away as hard
as did" -.... 81 ..-. -....,t
Who were the others?"
He grinned at me a moment.
do you, also, want to give a soiree,
NJ. Goron? If so, don't engage any
Of that crowd, because they have no
respect for pianos. But to tell you the
truth, / only know one, a painter.
don't know where he lives, but he goes
every night to Duvars, Place de la
Madeleine"
'Will you do me the kindness to dine
with me there this EVENING"" asked
with pleasure" he retorted, and
that same night we were in the we'll
known "Bouillon," waiting for the
painter-pianist. ....
My young friend kept a careful
watch, and eight o'clock had struck
when he cried out:
"Hurrah! there he is. And-but
that's really funny. You are in luck
M. Goron. Do you see the chap he Is
with? He, too, was one Of the musi-
cal ornaments Of the soiree."
Even before looking at the two
young men was convinced that neith-
er of them was likely to be the burg
lar. ~ ...' 5r t# ..sf
We waited till the two gentlemen
had finished their dinner and put on
their hats, when M. de G. went uI
and introduced them to me, and I in
vited them to accompany me to q
neighboring cafe. They were all deep
ly interested in the robbery. and dur.
ing five minutes l patiently listened
to their chatter.
When my young friends had ex.
hausted their wit, turned the con-
versation in other channels. In reply
to my question, the painter Informed
me that he knew another man who
had obliged the company with dances
at the Dominguez soiree, and, after 9
few more jokes about the interest
took in these amateur musicians, he
promised to bring the other man to me
the next morning.
Punctually at eleven the painter was
ushered into my office, followed by g
nineteen -year-old, fair-haired boy, the
son of a rich widow, very nervous and
awkward, who dropped his hat an6
stick half dozen times in the space
Of five minutes. There was little Of
the expert burglar about him. Yes, he
| too, had struck up two waltZes and 6
quadrille, but he had left early wher
he found 1t was getting bit rowdy.
There remained, therefore, only ont
player, and If he was like those / hat
thus far seen, my theory, based on tht
two stains, fell to the ground. I re-
quested the four to meet that after
noon in my office, and then asked then
whether they could not remember wnt
their fifth colleague was. They begar
by shaking their heads. And then th'
painter, decidedly the smartest among
them, called out:
| Hold hard! There was tall chap
rather military-looking."
| with an aquiline nose and blacl
mustache." interrupted M. de G..
He played some pretty waltzes,
piped the fair-haired youth.
None of them knew his name, bu
they-especially the painter-gave MI
his exact portrait 1 thanked them
and returned to the Rue de Prony
The Dominguezes, husband and wife
vaguely remembered the tall man will
the aquiilne nose, but he was a stran
ger to them. 1, therefore, gave Ma
dame Dominguez the mans minute de
scription, and begged her to go to he
| friends to whom she had given blanl
| invita- tions and soc whether she cou1f