The evening world., 1914-02-03

. hlou-a town rat. Can he bend q
hedge-snare7 Can he line q string OF
doadfallsf Can he even snare enough
sams to keep himself from stat >ine
lie . woodsman4 lie Q poacUSr of
the eracken7 You are simple. my
Ths veins In the poachsr's neck b..
gan TO swell and dull color flooded
his face.
Prove that he has played me. he
Prove. Prov: II yourself"
by watching him. He came here
to meet . man named Buckhurst."
Il have seen that man Buckhurst
TOO. What IL he doing here!" asked
That II. what I want you to npd
out and help mo to hnd QUIT" I said.
VOLTA! Now you know what I want
The sombrs visass Of tn. poachsr
twttched.
II take IT," said !. that you would
i not make comrade Of . petty pick.
The poachsr uttered an oath And
shook his nst at me. "Bon sanSis
he snarlsd. II am an honest man II I
am Q poacher!"
Thats the reason I trusted YOU -
said l, good'humoredly. Take your
hsts down. my friend, and think out
plan which will permit mo to OBJ
serve this Monsieur Tric-Trao at my
leisure. without I myself being oh.
,, That rat, !: easy. y. he said. IT TAX.
Then I was right" said I lauRh-
Ing. He II q Believiils rat. who csn.
not feed himself whore there are no
pockets to pick. Does he know q
friend!"
Tho Lizard sat stili. head bent.
knees drawn up. apparently buried In
thought. There II no injury one can
DO Breton Of his class like the In
jury OF decsiving and hooking.
IL Trfc-Trac, n man Of the city.
norance Of . Brston-anA ce-hsc-
laugh At his stupidity!
But l let the fermsnt work In the
dark blood OF tho Lizard, LEAVING
him to his own sombrs logic. undis-
Presently tho Lisard raised his head
ana hxeA his bright. Intelligent eyes
on me. -
"M'sieu." he said. In q curiously
gentle voice. ''we men Of Paradise
arc called out for the army. I Must
90. or 30 to fall. How can remain
here and help you trap these nlous r.
Il have teleGraphed to Gen. Chan.
sy" ! said. frankly. "If he accepts-
favorable--r shall make you exempt
under authority from Tours. I mean
to keep you In my service. anyway
I addsd.
You mean that-that need not
80 to Lorient-to this war;"
Il hope 20, my friend"
He looked at me. astonished. III
you can do that. m'sisu, you can DO
I'm the mean WHILE" I said, dryiy.
Il want another look at Tric- Trac."
II could show you Tric.Trac In an
hour-but TO 20 to him direct would
excite his suspicion. Besides. there are
two Eendarmes In Paradise to conduct
the conscripts to I.orient: there are
also several gardes- champetrs. But I
land. too. under everybody'0 nosssi
Shall ~" he said. with an eager f.
rocity that startled me.
you are not to injurs him. NO mat
ter what no does or says" I said.
sharply. II want to watch him, not TO
frighteu him away. want 10 see
what he and Buckhurst are doing.
Do you understand"
YES"
Then strike palms,"
We struck vigorously.
Nov ! am ready to START" I said,,
pleasantly.
"And now I am ready to tell you
something" ne naid. with the 6eeco
light burning behind his blue eyes. III
you were already In the police I would
mt help you--no. not even to trap
this filous who has Knocked mel Il
you again enter the police I viii Dc.
sert you!"
He licked his dry lips.
DO you know what . blood-fsud
yes" ] said.
Then understand that Q man IN Q
high place has wronssd me-and that
he 10 Of III: polics-ths Imperial Mn
"Whof"
,.sostn M k into e: ,sro s::: 1 r.
sdarisd-'not before"
The Lisard picked up his nshing.
rod. slung . canvas bag over his
stained vslvstsen jacket. gathsrod e.
gether . few coils Of hair wire. Q pot
Of twig- lime. and other ODDS and ends,
which he tucked into his broad
tapped coat pocket. "Allons." he
said. briefly. and We started.
The VILLAGE square In Paradise was
nearly deserted. We passed the
Mayor. waddiins across the bridge.
pufnng with ofncial importance over
the arrival Of the Gendatmes. He
bowed TO me: the Lizard salutsd him
with. Times are hard ON the fat!"
to which the Mayor replied morossly
and bads him 20 70 the devil.
"Au revoir. d0nc." retoPtsQ the Lis.
ard. unabashed. The Mayor bawlsd
after him . threat Of arrest unlsss
he reported next day In the square.
At that the poachsr halted. Don't
you wish you might get mel" he said.
tauntingly. probably prssuming ON
my conditional promise.
do you refuse to rsportT" demand
ID the Mayor. also batting.
EFT to sosur!" replied the UoAchsr:
'7s she reporting at the casSrns7"
The Mayor replied angrily. and Q
typical Breton quarrel began. which
ended In the Mayor biting his thumb
nail at the Lisard and wishing him
"St. Hubsrt's luck"-an insult tanta-
mount to q curse.
Far away toward 9aints. Ysols We
saw che blue woods which were our
9oal We reached them In n FOUND