The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-05-30
THE
TEETH OF THE TIGER
MAURICE LEBLANC
TRANSLATED BY
EIXEIRA DE MATTOS

est news.
The project of police, greatly
impressed by the first two mir
acles, had determined to see the.
next n for himself, and was
present in person on the third
night.
He came accompanied by sew
eral inspectors, whom he left in
the garden, in the passage, and in
the attic on the upper story. He
himself took up his post on the
grond floor with Weber, MAJ
eroux, and Don Luis Perenna.
Their expectations were disap-
pointed, and this was NJ. Desmal-
ions fault. In spite of the ex-
press opinion of Don Luis, who
deprecated the experiment as USE
less, the project had decided not
to turn off the electric light, so
that he might see if the light
would prevent the miracle. I'm
der these conditions no letter
could appear, and no letter did
appear. The miracle, whether a
conjuring trick or a criminals
device, needed the kindly aid Of
the darkness.
There was therefore ten days
lost, always presuming that the
diabolical postman would dare to
repeat his attempt and produce
the third mysterious letter.
On the 18th Of May the wait
was renewed, while the same
crowd gathered outside, an
anxious, breathless crowd, stirred
by the least sound and keeping
an impressive silence, with eyes
gazing upon Fauvilles' house.
This time the light was put out,
but the project of police kept his
hand on the electric switch. Ten
times, 20 times, he unexpectedly
turned on the light. There was
nothing on the table. What had
aroused his attention was the
creaking Of a piece of furniture
or a movement made by one of
the men with him.
Suddenly they all uttered an
a rustling noise, had interrupted
the silence.
M. Desmalions at once switch
ed on the light. He gave a, cry.
A letter lay not on the table, but
beside it, on the floor, on the
carpet.
Mazeroux made the sign Of the
cross. The inspectors were as
pale as death.
M. Desmalions looked at Don
Luis, who nodded his head with
out a word.
They suspected the condition of
the locks and bolts. Nothing had
moved.
That day again, the contents Of
the letter made some amends for
the really extraordinary manner
of its delivery. 1t completely
dispelled all doubts that still en-
shrouded the double murder on
the Boulevard Suchet.
Again signed by the engineer,
written throughout by himself, on
the eight Of February, with no
visible address,, it said:
No, my dear friend, 1 will not allow
myself TO be killed like a sheep led to
slaughter. 1 shall defend myself, I shall
fight to the last moment. Things have
changed lately. l have proofs now, I'M
deniable proofs. I possess letters that
have passed between them. And l know
that they still love each other as they
did at the start, they want to marry,
and that they will let nothing stand in
their way. 1t Is written understand
what l say, it is written in Marie's W
hand: Have patience, my w CASTOR,
My courage increases day by day. So
much the worse for him who stands
between US. He shall disappear"
My dear friend, If l succumb in the
struggle you will find those letters (and
all the evidence which / have collected
against the wretched creature) in the
safe hidden behind the small glass
case: Then revenge me. Au revoir.
Perhaps good by.
Thus ran the 3rd nissive. Hip
polyte Fauville from his grave
named and accused his guilty
wife. From his grave he supplied
the solution to the riddle and ex-
planned the ease why the
crimes had been committed
Marie Fauville and CASTOR Sau-
verand were lovers.
One problem remained to be
solved: who was the unknown
correspondent to whom Hippolyte
Fauville had bequeathcd the task
Of avenging his murder, and who
instead Of simply handing over
the letters to the police, was ex-
ercising his ingenuity to deliver
them by mean Of the most Mach
iavellian contriyancesi Was il