The evening world., 1914-02-14

SELF -oefen0e, and this 40 rapidly that
there were ways ready to suggest that
after three or four days of that siege
there would DO nothing left of the
Tour Saint Jacques but Its scaffold-
inss.
This. of course. was an sxaggera-
ton. But. all the same, II was mani
fcst that the most exquisite gargoyles
were lying In fragments on the road
way, and that. taken all round, the
monster was destroying the famous
IL onument faster than the city archi-
tect could repair IL. And this lasted
all the night through.
In the morning M. Matthew Della
fosse arrived, together with the five
detectives who were still dragging NJ.
Coriolis. saint Aubin about with them.
NJ. Matthew Delafosse came straight
from the prime minister, who had
threatened him with his dismissal
within twenty-four hours n the an
thropoid's business were not settled
that same day. And 1t was with
view to settling II that he arrived ac-
companied by Coriolis and the five
gentleman In q pair OF yellow leather
leggings, with q rifle over his
The attention Of the crowd was at
once fixed upon this new figure. He
was a giant. He stood head and
shoulders over everybody else. Soon
his name passed from mouth to
mouth, for the man was famous. He
was the celebrated lion killer. Bar
thuiset.
The little band entered the Square
Saint Jacques. amid the silence OF the
throng. bravely. at the risk OF being
crushed by a projectile broken from
tho historic pile. Balaoo had not
given q sign Of life that morning: but
people were wary. and no one had yet
ventured to approach the scaffoTding.
When they were within ten yards
Of the tower. NJ. Matthew Delafosse
said to Coriolis. who seemed to be
wool gathering and quite daft:
Call him."
what for?" asked Coriolis. looking
more stupid than ever.
ITO parley with him! Understand,
We shan't kill your pithecanthrope ex-
cept In the last extremity" explained
the project. Though he's led US no
end Of a dance. A. you say that he
listens TO reason, speak to him. coax
him, say something to him, show us
that ne Il not quite q savage"
Coriolis allowed himself TO he taken
III
feet guessed, the terrible thing was
that, in spite Of Balaoo's crimes and
Madeleine's abduction. Coriolis in
stinctively wished TO save Balaoo. His
halls on tho roofs Of the Hotel de
Vile were. above all. warnings. en-
treaties to fly!
The moment that II was no longer
q question Of killing Balaoo. Coriolis
would call to him In different terms:
and, in fact, he ceased to address him
with a mans shout. ana cried. in
monkey language:
"Touroo! Touroo! Touroo! oooot!
woop!"
Then and there the monster was
seen 70 put his head cautiously be-
tween two planks Of the scaRolding
and anxiousiy to look down upon that
numberlcss and. for the moment.
silent crowd.
And bang! The shot was fred. the
shot from the rife. with the explosive
bullets OF Barthuiset. the lion killer.
An Immense. prodigious. prolonged
shout, made up OF thousands ana
thousands Of cries. rose up from the
town. from the streets OF the deliv-
cred town.
The pitheca nthropc had toppled
over, and. In his turn. fell at the foot
Of those walls OF which he had been
the terror.
Coriolis. ms that shot rang out. felt
his heart break, and II was for q
moment az though he himself had
been ahot dead. He saw the great body
spin through the air; he rushed for
ward as " 10 catch II In his arms.
Fortunately the creature crashed to
the ground b.side him without touch
ing him. Coriolis flung himself upon
those remains that lay dying with a
mans groars. =
He bent over the body--and sud :
denly he arose to. his feet with mad
veil Of triumph; II was not Balaoo'