The Gem worker and the Idaho labor herald. (Boise, Idaho) 1914-1917, 1915-01-07

paroled in the custody of Mr.. Roller.
the big jeweler. 1t is case of suicide.
sergeant?"
DAILY shook his head.
Suicide. | should rather guess not.
Look at the mans gums The gun was
forced into his mouth and the gums
badly bruised in the doing Of it. Where
can | find this Lucille Love or Loube-
que?"
Before the manager could answer the
telephone bell tinkled. He turned to
the detective excitedly, his hand press
ed over the phone mouthpiece
"A Lieutenant Gibson calling on Miss
Love-" he explained
Tell him to wait"
Richard Gibson was little inclined for
cross examination when first the two
men approached him. Shamed of his
unreasoning jealousy of the girl he
loved. he had fought the battle out
with himself. coming to the conclusion
that there must be reasonable expla-
nation for her conduct. Sergeant DAILY
regarded him STEADILY a moment. then
told him the reason for his wishing to
know everything. Gibson whirled upon
the manager. his face livid with rage.
fists clinchpd
And you had her arrested-yOu had
her DAILY held the arm that was
about TO strike, soothing him with
quieting words
Gibson flung upon his heel and left
the hotel. black hatred suspicion. fear.
thousand and one emotions in his
heart At the jewelers. his tale caused
the proprietor to almost have Il stroke
of apoplexy.
"A murdered man i'm her suit while
she was in the station house," he
Fhsped. Then she won't''- He fairly
wept in the depths of his emotions.
''Then the necklace / sold must have
been stolen" he finally cried, his eyes
lashing vndictively.
"Sold-this necklace sold-who bought
IT,"
a Hugo Loubeque- heard of
millionaire by such name but he had
he two hundred thousand to buy it.
and let it go"
Hugo LOubeque!" Gibson grasped
I
fairly shook answers from him.
Dick Gibson rushed from the estab-
lishment finally, an idea in his head
which he cursed himself for not having
thought of before-the house where
he had last seen Lucille. Might not.
was not, this mysterious Loubeque the
one whose hand he had seen dragging
her from the window?
Breathlessly he darted up to the door
and. finding the lock still unrepaired.
dashed inside and up the stairs.
Suddenly he stopped, halted abruptly.
He could hear no sound. yet was posi-
live some one was close to him, that he
was being watched.
You wished to see me, sirY"
Silent and suave, his great. brooding
eyes holding a light of melancholy and
sorrow such as the young officer had
never witnessed before. appearing as if
by magic and now facing him, was
Hugo LOubeque.
"Loubeque3- he stammered.
The International spy bowed gravely,
his eyes still fastened upon the young
man before him.
And as his eyes sought the carpet.
away from the magnetic power of the
man. all the rage returned to the young
officer. This man was the one who
had taken his sweetheart. His ewes
roved the room, lighting upon pair Of
broadswords crossed upon the wall. He
caught the smile on the spy's face
when he looked again at him and knew
his thoughts had been read.
What have you done with Lucille
LoveY' he cried.
Miss Love- murmured Loubeaue.
his voice taking ON signing note that
fairly tortured the listeners ears
Miss Love is on warship bound for
Washington. / believe"
You know a man was murdered In
her suit-that she was arrested as n
hotel sneak thief?'
Miss Love has been through many
more trying situations than that" an
swered Loubeque slowly. "since she
pitted herself against me-"
"Pitted herself against you. Then
1t was you who stole the papers,
Quite So" Hugo Loubeque turned
uPVh us neel. Out the iron grip of the
officer was upon his shoulder. whirling
him about so that their faces met.
Like panther Gibson leaped across
the floor, Selling the broadswords.
easily, by wrist alone, Loubeque
played with the man. His eye held no
expression save that of one looking
very far away, sad. mournful, distant.
That look of indifference only served
to madden Gibson doubly.
Furiously he lunged. when suddenly
the blade Of his adversary whIried.
sending out scores Of scintillating
lights as 1t danced In the air above
bis head. He fell back as from a blow.
his wrist numbed and deadened by the
wrench that had carried the hnthaie 81
the heavy sword from his grasp. Hugo