The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1914-04-09

| his hold and showed the fellow DacR
| into his chair. After moment OF
coughing Rokoff sat sullenly glarlng
at the man standing opposite him.
| Presently Paulvitch came to himselr
and limped painfully back to his chair
at Tarzan's command.
NOW write.' said the ape-man. "n
it is necessary to handle you again 1
shall not be so lenient."
Rokoff picked up a pen and COM
menced to write.
"See that you omit no detail and that
you mention every name," cautioned
Tarzan.
Presently there was a knock at the
door, Enter" said Tarzan.
A dapper young man came in. IL am
from the Matin.' he announced. IL un-
derstand that nj. Rokoff has story for
me-" ....
"Then you are mistaken, monsieur"
replied Tarzan. 'You have no story for
publication. have you, my dear MIRO
las? -s
Rokoff looked up from his writing
with an ugly scowl upon his face.
"No," he growled. 81 have no story
for publication-now."
"Nor ever. my dear Nikolas," and the
reporter did not see the nasty light in
the ape mans eye; but Nikolas Rokon
did. ,- s--.m g.
"Nor ever" he repeated hastily.
at is too bad that monsieur has
been troubled" said TarZan. turning to
the newspaper man. II bid monsieur
good evening" and he bowed the dap
per young man out Of the room ana
closed the door in his face.
An hour later Tarzan. with a rather
bulky manuscript in his coat pocket,
turned at the door leading from Ro-
koff's room.
"Were you should leave France"
he said, ''for sooner or later shall fnd
an excuse to kill you that will not in
any way compromise your sister,"
D'Arnot was asleep when Tarzen en-
tered their apartments after leaving
Rokoff's. Tarzan did not disturb him,
but the following morning he narrated
the happenings Of the previous even
ing, emitting not a single detail.
"What fool l have BEEN" he con-
cluded. DE Coude and his wife We're
both my friends. How have returned
their friendship? Barely did i escape
numbering the count. 1 have cast "a
stigma on the name of good woman.
1t is very probable that ! have broken
up a happy home"
do you love Olga de Coude?" asked
| D'Arnot. ~
Were | not positive that she does
not love me could not answer your
question, Paul, but without disloyalty
to her tell you that do not love her,
nor does she love me. For an instant
| we were the victims of a sudden
madness-it was not love-and it would
have left us unframed as suddenly as
| It had come upon us even though De
| Coude had not returned. AS you know
have had little experience of women.
Olga de Coude is very beautiful, that
and the dim light and the seductive
surrounding and the appeal Of the de-
fenseless for protection might have
been resisted by more civilized man,
but my civilization is not even skin
deep-it does not go deeper than my
clothes.
paris is no place for me. I will but
| continue to stumble into more and
more serious pitfalls. The man-made
restrictions are irksome. feel always
that i am prisoner. l cannot endure
| it. my friend. and so 1 think that I
/ shall go back to my own jungle and
lead the life that God intended that I
should lead when he put me there"
do not take il so TO heart. JEAN"
responded D'Arnot. "You have acquit-
ted yourself much better than most
| civilized men would have under SINH
lar circumstances. As to leaving Paris
at this time. rather think that RaouI
de Coude may be expected to have
something to say on that subject before
long"
| Nor was D'Arnot mistaken. A week
later on nj. Flaubert was announced
about II in the morning as D'Arnot
and Tarzan were breakfasting. M.
Flaubert was an impressively polite
gentleman. With many low bows be
delivered NJ. lie Count de Coude's chal-
lenge 10 M. Tarzan. WouId monsieur
be so very kind as to arrange to have
a friend meet M. Flaubert at as early
an hour as convenient that the details
might be arranged to the mutual salts
faction Of all concerned?
Certainly. M. Tarzan would be de-
lighted to place his interests unreserv-
edly in the hands of his friend, Lieu
tenant D'Arnot. And SO it was ar
ranged that D'Arnot was to call on Nj.
Flaubert at 2 that afternoon. and the
polite M. Flaubert. with many bows,
left them.
When they were again alone D'Arnot
looked quizzically at Tarzan.
"Well?" he said.
Now to my sins 1 must add murder,
or else myself be killed." said Tarzan.
II am progressing rapidly in the ways
Of my civilized brothers"
''What weapons shall you selectY,