Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1918-06-13

4 1oOA NIASAS - AAS
Mazeroux, who had caught sight
Of him, had spun round on his heel
and was hiding under a gateway.
He called him:
"MaZeroux!!"
The sergeant appeared greatly
surprised to hear his name and
came up to the car.
"Hullo, the chief!"
His face expressed such embar-
rassment that Don Luis felt his
fears taking definite shape.
Look here, is it for me that
you and your men + hanging
about outside Of my houseY"
"Thereis a notion, Chief re-
lplied Mazeroux, looking very un-
comfortable. "You know that
you re in favor all right"
Don Luis gave a start. He un-
derstood. Mazeroux had be-
trayed his confidence. To obey his
scruples Of conscience as we'll as
to rescue the chief from. the dan
gers of a fatal passion, Mazeroux
had denounced Florence Levas-
Senr.
Perema clenched his fists in
an effort of his whole being to
stifle his boiling rage. 1t was a
terrible blow, He received a sud-
den intuition of all the blunders
which his mad jealousy had made
him commit since the day before,
and a presentiment of the ire
parable disasters that might re-
suit from them. The conduct of
events was slipping from him.
"Have you the w%arrant?" he
asked.
Mazeroux s%pluttered:
"It was quite by accident. l
met the project, who was back.
We spoke of the young lady's
business. And, as it happened,
they had discovered that the pho
tograph-you know, the photo
graph of Florence Levasseur
which the project lent you-well,
they have discovered that you
faxed it. And then when | men
toned the name Of Florence, the
p%refect remembered that that was
the name"
"Have you the warranty" Don
Luis repeated, in a harsher tone.
"Weu,>you see, fcouldn't help
it. NJ. Desmalions, the
magistrate-"
If the Place du Palais-Bourbon
had been deserted at that moment,
Don Luis would certainly have re-
lieved himself by a swinging blow
administered to Mazeroux's chin
according to the most scientific
rules of the noble art. And Maze
rouz foresaw this contingency, for
he prudently kept as far away as
possible and, to appease the
chiefs anger, intoned a whole lit
any OF excuses:
1T "a for your good, chief.
[ had to do it Only
think! You yourself told me: Rid
me Of the creature!' said you. I'm
too weak. You'll arrest her, won't
you?- Her eyes burn into me-
like poison!., Well, chief, could
help it, No, / couldn't could 1?
Especially as the deputy chief
"Ahl So Weber knows2"
"Why yes! The project is a
little suspicious Of you since he
understood about the taxing Of
the portrait. So M. Weber is com.
ing back in an hour, perhaps, with
reinforcements. Well, | was say
ing, the deputy chief had learnt
that the woman who used to go to
CASTOR Sauverand's at Neuilly-
you know, the house on the Boule.
ward Richard-W allace-was fail
and very good looking, and that
her pane was Florence. She ever
used to stay the night sometimes
"You lie! You lie Kissed Per
Jenna.
All his spite was reviving. He
had been pursuing Florence with
intentions which it would have
been difficult for him to put into
words. And now suddenly hi
again wanted to destroy her; ane
this time consciously. In reality
he no longer knew what he was
doing. He was acting at haphaz
ard, tossed about in turns by the
most diverse passions, asprey t.
that inerdinate love which impel,
us as readily to kill the object o!
our affections as to die in an at
tempt to save her.
:. "a newsboy passed with a specia
edition of the Paris-Midi, Showing
in. great block letters:
SENSATIONAL DECLARATION B,
. DON LUIS PERENNA.
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