Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1915-09-01
II was TO Godfrey that the position
Of spokesman naturally fell

1--WE wish first to welcome you to
America, Nj. Pigot." be said. land to
hope that you will have pleasant and
interesting stay in our country. We
hope that with your assistance our po-
lice may be able to solve the mystery
surrounding the death of the three men
recently killed here, and to arrest the
murderer. OF themselves they seem
to be able to do nothing"
NJ PigOt spread out his hands with
a little deprecating gesture.
81 also hope we may be successful"
he said. "but If your police have not
been. my poor help will be of little ac-
count"
He spoke with an accent so sincere
that | was almost convinced he meant
every word of it, but Godfrey only
smiled
1T is a proverb." be said. that the
French police are the best in the world
You. no doubt. have theory in regard
to the death of these men?"
81 fear it is impossible. sir" said NJ
P1got regretfully, ''to answer that
question at present, or to discuss this
case with you. have my report first
to make to the chief of your detective
bureau. Tomorrow l shall be most
happy to tell you all that / can. But
for tonight my lips are closed, sad as
it makes me to seem discourteOus."
l could hear behind me the little in
Iro MN hraa tb IF dicaopoi ntmont q + tho
failure of the direct attack.
A voice was heard inquirng loudly
for Moosseer Piggott. recognized that
voice, and so did Godfrey, and / saw
the cloud of disappointment which fell
upon his face. An instant later Grady,
with Simmonds in his wake, elbowed
his way through the group.
"Moosseer Piggott!' he cried, and
enveloped the Frenchman's slender
hand in his great paw and gave it
squeeze which was no doubt painful.
"Glad to see you, sir. Welcome to our
city, as we say over here in America.
certainly hope you can speak Eng
lish, for / don't know word of your
lingo. I'm Commissioner Grady, in
charge of the detective bureau, and
this is Simmonds, one Of my men,"
M. Pigot's perfect suavity was not
even ruffled.
81 am most pleased to meet you, sir,
and you, Monsieur SimmOn," he said.
Eyes, / speak English. though, as you
see, with some difficulty
"These reporters bOthering your life
out. see." And Grady glanced about
the group, scowling as his eyes met
Godfrey's.
81 have but just told them that my
first report must be made TO you, sir"
said Pigot. Il was hoping that we
might go ashore at once. / have my
papers ready for YOU
"AlI right" agreed Grady. "And
after I've looked over your papers I'll
show you Broadway, and I'll bet you
agree with me that it beats anything
in gay Paree. Our boats waiting, and
we can start right away. This your
bag? Yes? Bring it along. Sim
monds." And Grady started for the
stair.
But the attentive steward got ahead
of Simmonds.
M. Pigot turned to us with a little
smile.
'TiIl tomorrow, gentlemen" he said.
81 shall be at my hotel and shall be
glad to see you-shall we say at IL
o'clock? / am truly sorry that I can
tell you nothing tonight"
Il h.
waved his hand to us and joined Ora
dy, who was watching these amenities
with evident impatience. Together
they disappeared down the stair.
"Come on, Lester" Godfrey said,
1--WE might as we'll be getting back. I
can send the boat down again after
the other boys" and he turned down
the stair.
Godfrey babe me goodby at the dock
and fastened away to the office to
write his story. AS for me, that Whit
of salt air had put an unaccustomed
edge to my appetite, and l took cab
to good restaurant. deciding to spend
the remainder of the evening there,
over a good dinner.
I ambled through the dinner in a
fashion so leisurely and trified so long
over coffee and cigarette that it was
far past 10 o'clock when came out
into Forty-second street. After an in
stant's hesitation 1 decided to walk
home and turned back toward Broad
way, already filling with the after the
alter crowd.
Reaching Madison square, / walked
out under the trees, as I almost al
ways do, to have look at the Flatiron
building, white against the sky. Then
glanced up at the Metropolitan tower,
higher but far less romantic in appear
ance, and saw by the big illuminated
clock that it was nearly half past IL.
1 crossed back over Broadway at
last and turned down Twenty-third
street in the direction Of the Mara