The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1917-12-04
inaudible voice, asked her whom ne
had omitted.
Yourself" was the reply.
Fontaine shuddered.

had omitted.
Yourself" was the reply.
Fontaine shuddered
IAN Paris longs for your taking Off.
You easily drove away strong men to
night because they feared you. You
cannot drive me away, because you
fear me. You have celebrated your
last duel before the fact 1t Is yet to
be-with weak woman" q
May l ask, madame" gasped Fon-
tame, "whO it is that has honored me
with this visit?"
Il am Christine LIE Vert, the widow
of your last victim"
Again Fontaine shuddered.
You separated me from my husband
not a week after our marriage and
blighted my life. You are said to have
splendid nerve, NJ. Fontaine. It re-
mains for you to prove that you have
better nerve than one who is indiffer-
ent to existence"
Il cannot fight a woman"
This is no test of strength nor of
skill. 1t is a mere matter of nerve.
Therefore it is no stigma upon your
brilliant career to fight with me.
Come, NJ. Fontaine, let us begin The
cocks win begin to crow soon, and you
must die before the first rays of the
sun gid the summit Of Montmartre."
From under her cloak she produced
two pistols. They were Of the old
type, large and single barreled, with
fiintlocks. One she tossed to Fontaine,
the other she laid on the table before
her."
Madame" Fontaine began, 81 pro-
test
"a protest will avail you nothing,
monsieur. have been sent to close
this career of yours as is BETTING.
You have shed the blood of some of
the best men in France. 1t is meet
that the end Of your deeds should be
brought about by one of the softer
SEX
Fontaine slowly put out his hand
and as slowly clasped his fingers about
the weapon. A singular look came
upon his face-a diabolical LOOKOUT
1t vanished as quickly as it had come.
1t expressed a thought to raise the
weapon and kill his tormenter before
she could fire. That it was only mo-
mentary was the only redeeming trait
In the f1end's career. He valued his
, career too highly 70 end it by murder
ing a woman. His opponent read
what had passed in his mind, but it
had no visible effect upon her. Her
weapon lay before her on the table,
but she made no move to take it up.
"Who shall give the wordY' asked
Fontaine.
you"
He sat still, benumbed.
Come, NJ. FontaiDe," said the lady.
You who have stepped up so firmly
to so many trays are surely not going
to weaken at this crowning exploit"
FOntaine raised his pistol with q
trembling hand.
Give the word yourself" he gasped.
white as a sheet.
"One" she said.
She raised her pistol.
"Twop'
She cooked it.
"Three!'
One shot rang out
A gendarme passing without ran into
the building, upstairs and into the
room where the shot had been fred.
No living being was there. Fontaine
sat In his chair lifeless, his body bent
forward and resting on the table. The
gendarme called for assistance, and the.
body was examined for a wound. No
wound was found. There was no weap-
on In the room. And yet the gendarme
swore that he had heard q shot.
In the morning all Paris was talking
about the turn that had taken place In
this celebration of the noted duelist's
last encounter. How he died no one
ever knew. The doctors pronounced
all his functions in perfect condition.
There was not even the slightest heart
weakness.
Fontaine's singular death caused the
practice of settling differences by the
code In France to fall away, and from