The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-07-11

QenCly Terennd was trying 10 SeC
rid of him by sending him in
search Of the sergeant.
II will send one of my men,
he said. SIS the chemist s nearf''
"Just around the corner, in the
Rue de Bourgogne. Besides, we
can telephone"
ooh, we can telephone - NUT
tered Weber.
He was quite at a loss and
looked like a man who does not
know what is going to happen
next. He moved slowly toward
the instrument, while barring the
way to Don Luis to prevent his
escaping. Don Luis therefore re-
treated to the telephone box, as
if forced to do so, took down the
receiver with one hand, and, call
ing, "Hullo! Hullo! SAKE, 2409,"
with the other hand, which was
resting against the wall, he cut
one Of the wires with a pair of
pliers which he had taken off the
table as he passed.
"Hullo! Are you there7 Is
that 2409? Are you the chemist 2
-. Hrllo! -. Sergeant Maze
roux Of the detective service is
with you, isn't hei Eth? What 2
What do you sayf But it's too
awful! Are you sureq Do you
mean to say the wound is poi
soned9"
Without thinking what he was
doing, the deputy chief pushed
Don Luis aside and took hold of
the receiver. The thought Of the
poisoned wound was too much for
him.
care you there?" he cried,
keeping an eye on Don Luis and
%motioning to him not to go away.
care you thereY -. Eh7 -.
It's Deputy Chief Weber, of the
detective office, speaking. .
Hullo! Are you therei :. l
| want to know about Sergeant
Mazeroux. Are you there 2
=. Oh, hang it, why don't you
answer!"
Suddenly he let go the instru-
ment, looked at the wires, per-
ceived that they had been cut, and
turned round, showing a face that
clearly expressed the thought in
his mind.
"That's done it. I've been
tricked!"
Perenna was standing a couple
of yards behind him, leaning care
lessly against the woodwork of
the arch, with his left hand passed
between his back and the wood
work. He was smiling, smiling
pleasantly, kindly, and genially
"Don't novel" he said, with a
gesture of his right hand.
Weber, more frightened by that
smile than he would have been
by threats, took good are not to
move.
Don't move" repeated Don
Luis, in a very queer voice.
"And, whatever you do, don't be
alarmed. You shan't be hurt, I
promise you. Just five minutes
in a dark cell for a naughty little
boy. Are you ready7 One; two,
three! Bang!"
He stood aside and pressed the
button that worked the iron cur
tain. The heavy panel came
crashing to the floor. The deputy
chief was a prisoner.
"That's a hundred millions
gone to Jericho, grinned Don
Luis. "a pretty trick, but a bit
expensive. Goodbye, Morning
ton inheritance! Goodbye, Don
Luis Perenna! And now, my
dear Lupin, if you don't want
Weber to take his revenge, beat
a retreat and in good order. One,
two; left, right left, right"
AS he spoke, he locked on the
inside, the folding doors between
the drawing room and the first
floor anteroom; then, returning
to his study, he locked the door
between this room and the draw
ing room.
The deputy chief was banging
at the iron curtain with all his
might and shouting so loud that
they were bound to hear him out
side through the open window.
"You're not making half
enough noise, deputy!" cried Don
Luis. "Let's see what we can
do"
He took his revolver and fred
off three bullets, one Of which
broke a pane. Then he quickly
left his study by a small, massive
door, which he carefully closed
behind him. He was now in a
secret passage which ran round
both rooms and ended at another
door leading to the anteroom. He
opened this door wide and was
thus able to hide behind it. y