American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1914-03-28
BY
Robert W.Chambers


Yes, madame" said the child. with
an adoring smile at Speed, who bent
and kissed her upturned face as she
passed.
WELL" said turning to Speed, |
what new deviltry ie going on In
Paradise now?"
Preparations for train.wrecking,
should say" he replied, bluntly. They
are tinkering with the trestle. Buck.
bursts ragamuffins have just seized
the railroad station at Rose-Sainte-
Anne, where the main line crosses,
you know, near the ravine at Lam.
merin.
That's all I have to report, except
that your friend, Robert the Lizard, is
out yond" fat on his belly under a
gorse 8uJ he Wants to see you"
"Tl l.. ard" I exclaimed. Come
on, Speed. Where is he?"
"Yonder. clothed in somebody's line
uniform. He's one OF them. Scarlet.
do you trust him? He has rife"
Eyes, yes" said. impatiently.
Come on, man! It's all right; the
d ltllOW 10 WdtClluk III NV.
greeted the poacher frankly. offer.
ing my hand; he took 1t, then his hard
fist fell away and he touched his cap.
81 have done what you wanted" no
said, sullenly. 81 have the company's
rolls-here they are" He dragged
from his baggy trousers pockets
mass OF filthy papers, closely covered
with smeared writing. Here Is the
money, too" he said. fishing In the
ment, he produced fattened, soiled
mass Of bank notes. Count IT," he
added, calmly.
What money IL that?" I asked. tax.
ing II reluctantly.
Didn't you warn me 10 get that box
the steel box that Tric-Trac sat
down on when he saw me?"
us that money from the box7"
exclaimed.
Eyes. m'sieu. could not bring the
box, and there had been enough blood
shed over II already. Besides, when
Buckhurst broke II open there wac
only bit Of iron for the scrap heap
left"
| touched Speeds arm to call his at.
tention; the poacher shrugged his
shoulders and continued: "Tric-Trao
made no ceremony with me; he told
me that he and Buckhurst had settled
this Doctor belmont, and the other
the professor-Tayernier."
Murdered them" muttered Speed
"Dame!-the coup du Pere Francois
10 murder, I suppose"
Speed turned to me. That's the ar
got for strangling," he said, grimly.
: go on" ! motioned to the poacher
How did you get the money!"
"Oh, pour Cain my turn turned
| sonneur." he replied. with a savage
smile.
A sonneur. in thieves slang, 10 Z
creature OF the footpad type who, trip
ping his victim fiat, seizes him by tn,
shoulders and beats his head agains
the pavement until he renders him un
conscious--jf he doesn't kill Nm,
! asked the poacher why Buckhurs
had come to Paradise. and why hi
banditti had seized the railroad a
Rose-Sainte-Anne.
"Ah." cried the Lizard, with a Zero
cious leer, that Is the kernel unde
] the limpet's tent! And have uncoy
cred it,. Robert Garenne, bon sany
de Jesu! Listen. messieurs! We ar,
] 10 wreck the train for Brest tonight
DO you comprehend"
"Whereg' asked. quietly.
Just where the trestle at Lamme
. rim crosses the ravine below the hous,
0 OF Josephine Tanguy."
y Speed looked around at me. at
: the treasure-train from Lorien,
; They're probably sending the crow,
. diamonds back to Brest In view OF tn
Uhlans being seen near Quimper."
' "On false order?"
!, THAT is the truth" said The Lizard
7 "Tric-Trac told me. They have tn
! code. book OF Mornac"
l. thought quietly for a moment. the
p asked the poacher whether there wa
= guard at the semaphore OF Saint
r Yssel.
!, yes. the soldier ROLAND, who say
D he understands the telegraph--a 80
rom Morlaix." He hesitarod an
!, lc"fc' across the open moor towar
}. afec e 4 must 90" he muttered
4 Il am on luGId yonier."
. offered him my hand again; h
: took II, looking me sincerely In IN
q eyes.
\ Let your private wrongs wait a n
: tie longer" | said. Il think we ca
I catch Buckhurst and Mornac alive
b For your sake" said the poache
q clutching my hand In tightenin
q grip-"for your sake have let Mo
nae go--let him pass me at arm
. length, and did not strike. But
: swear TO you that II you miss him thI