The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-09-05

~ was OuC v ClOCh Ill tiAC oitOK-
noon when Don Luis and Mazer-
oux arrived at the nursing homo
in the Avenue DIES Ternes. A man.
servant, opened the door. .Mazer-
oux nudged Don Luis. The man
was doubtless the bearer Of the
letter. And, in reply to the ser
wants questions, he made no diff
ficulty about saying that he had
been to the police office that
morning.
"By whose ordersf" asked
MaZeroux.
"The mother superior's.''
"The mother superior?"
eyes, the home includes a pri-
vate hospital, which is managed
by nuns
Gould we speak to the super
|iorf"
Certainly, but not now; she
has gone out"
"When will she be inf"
"Oh, she may be back at any
time!'
The man showed them into the
waiting room, where they spent
over an hour. They were great
ly puzzled. What did the inter
vention of that nun meant What
part was she playing in the casef
People came in and were taken
to the patients whom they had
called to see. Others went out.
There were also sisters moving
silently to and fro and urses
dressed in their long white v
alls belted at the waist.
"We're not doing any good
here, Chief" whispered Mazer-
lOux.
Whats your hurry9 Is your
sweetheart waiting for your"
Were wasting u time"
elm not wasting mine. The
meeting at the P~erfect's is not till
five"
"What did you sayf You're
joking, Chief! You surely don't
Intend to 60 to it,"
why not?'
"Why mott Well, the war
rant"
"A scrap of paper which win
become a serious matter if you
force the police to act. Your pres
ence will be looked upon as a
provocation -"
"And my absence as a confess
sion. A gentleman who comes in
to a hundred millions does not
lie low on the day. of the wind
fall. So I must attend that meet
ing, lest / should forfeit my claim.
And attend it l will"
"Chief!"
A stifled cry was heard in front
of them; and a woman, a nurse,
who was passing through the
room at once started running,
lifted a curtain, and disappeared.
Don Luis rose, hesitating, not
knowing what to do. Then, after
four or five seconds of indecision,
he suddenly rushed to the curtain
and down a corridor, came up
against a large, leather padded
door which had just closed, and
wasted more time in stupidity
fumbling at it with shaking
hands.
When he had opened it, he
found himself at the foot of a
back staircase. Should he go up
it? On the right the same stair
ease ran down to the basement,
He went down it, entered a
kitchen and, Selling hold of the
cook, said to her, in an angry
voice:
''Has a nurse just gone out this
way?"
"Do you mean Nurse. Gertrude,
the new one?"
eyes, yes, quick! she's wanted
upstairs"
"Who wants herr"
ooh, hang it all, can't YOU tell
me which way she went7"
Through that door over
there"
Don Luis darted away, crossed
a little hall, and rushed out on
to the Avenue des Ternes.
"'Well, here's a pretty race!"
cried Mazeroux, joining him.
Don Luis ato0f scanning the
avenue. A motor bus was start
ing on the little square hard by,
the Place Saint Ferdinand.
"She's inside it," he declared.
""This time, | shan't let her 60"
He hailed a taxi.
"Follow that motor bus, driver,
at fifty yards distance"
rs it Florence L~eyasseurf"
asked Mazeroux.
yes"
GA nice thing!" growled the
sergeant. And, yielding to i
Sudden outburst: but, look
here, Chief, don't you sce9 Surely
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