Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1918-06-13
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TEETH OF H TIGER
MAURICE LEBLANC
TRANSLATED BY
ALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOs

go HIS hOld or MdZerOux and
scanned utterly cast down with
despair, a surprising symptom in
a man Of his amazing vigor and
authority.
Come, chief" said the er-
geant, helping him up. "This is
all stuff and nonsense. Trouble
with women: I've had it like ev-
erybody else. Nine. Mazeroux-
yes, | got married while you were
away Nine. Mazeroux turned
out badly herself, gave me the
devil of a time, Nine. Mazeroux
did. I'll tell you all about it,
chief, how Nine. Mazeroux re-
warded my kindness"
He led Don Luis gently to the
car and settled him on the front
seat.
"Take a rest, chief. It's not
very cold and there are plenty Of
furs. The first peasant that comes
along at daybreak, I'll send him
to the next town for what we
want--and for food, too, for I'm
starving. And everything will
come right; it always does with
women. All you have to do is to
kick them out Of your life-ex-
cept when the anticipate you and
kick themselves out. n |
was going to tell you: Nine. Maze
rouX--'
Don Luis was never to learn
what had happened with Mime.
Mazeroux. The most violent
catastrophies had no effect upon
the peacefulness of his slumbers.
He was asleep almost at once.
1t was late in the morning when
he woke up. Mazeroux had had
to wait till Z O'Clock before he
could hail a cyclist on his way to
Charities.
They made a start at 8 O'Clock.
Don Luis had recovered all his
GOODNESS. He turned to his SER
geant.
II said a lot last night that
did not mean to say. However, |
don't regret it. Yes, it is my duty
to do everything to save Nine.
Fauville and to catch the real cul-
prit. Only the task falls upon my
self; and / swear that | shan't fail
in it. This evening Florence
L%evasseur shall sleep in the lock
up!'
"Ill help you, chief" replied
Mazeroux, IN q queer tone OF
voice.
II need nobody's help. If you
touch a single hair Of her head,
III do for you. Do you under.
stand?'
eyes, chief"
"Then hold your tongue
His anger was slowly returning
and expressed itself in an in
crease of speed, which seemed tc
Mazeroux a revenge executed up.
on himself. They raced over the
coble stones Of Charities. Rambou.
illet, Chevreuse and Versailles re.
ceiyed the terrifying vision of a
thunderbolt tearing across them
from end to end.
Saint Cloud. The Bots de
Boulogne
On the Place de la Concorde, as
the motor was turning toward the
Tuileries, Mazeroux objected:
Aren't you going home
chief?"
"No. There's something more
urgent first: we must relieve
Marie Fauville of her suicidal oh:
session by letting her know that
we have discovered the Grim
inals."
"AMdthenf"
"Then / want to see the prefec1
Of police
IN. Desmalions is away ano
won't be back till this after
moon.
I'm that case the examining
magistrate.
He doesn't get to the Law
courts till -; and it's only IA
now.
We I'll 9
Mazeroux was right: there wa
no one at the law courts.
Don Luis Mnched somewher,
close BY; and Mazeroux, aftel
calling at the detective office
eame to fetch him and took hin
to the magistrate corridor. Dol
Isuis's excitement, his extraordi
nary restlessness, did not fail /,
strike Maxeroux, who asked:
Are you still Of the same mind
chief"
More than ever. / locke
Through the newspapers st lunch
Marie Fauyille, who was sent t,
1.-THE inffrmary after her second 1t