The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-04-18
CHAPTER FIVE. Continued

like myself, who knows Neullly
and the neighborhood of the Bots,
is at once struck by those three let
tiers, B. r. w. and especially by
the w., a foreign letter, an Eng
lish letter. So that in my minds
eye, instantly, as in a flash, | saw
the three letters in their logical
place as initials at the head of the
words for which they stand. l saw
the b of boulevard, and the r.
and the English W. of Richard
Wallace. And so l came to the
Boulevard Richard Wallace. And
that, my dear sir, explains the
milk in the cocoanut."
Mazeroux seemed a little doubt
full.
and what do You think,
chief9"
Il think nothing. | am looking
about. l am building up a theory
on the first basis ( offers a
probable theory. And say to my
self l say to myself n
I say to myself, Mazeroux, that
this is a devilish mysterious little
hole and that this house-Hush
Listen"
He pushed Mazcroux into a dark
corner They had heard a noise,
the slamming of a door.
Footsteps crossed the courtyard
in front of the house. The lock of
the outer gate grated. Some one
appeared, and the light of a street
lamp fell full OH his face.
Dash it ALL" muttered Mazer-
oux, cts he!
Il believe you're right"
Its he, chief. Look at the
black stick and the bright handle.
And did you see the eye glasses
and the beardY What a oner you
are, chiefI'
Calm yourself and let's go
after him."
The man had crossed the Boule-
ward Richard Wallace and was
turning into the Boulevard Mail
lot. He vas walking pretty fast,
with his head up, gaily twirling
his stick. He lit a cigaret.
At the end Of the Boulevard
Maillot, the man passed the octrOi
and entered Paris. The railway
station of the outer circle was
close by. He went to it and, still
followed by the others, stepped
Into a train that took them to
Auteuil.
That's funny said Mazeroux.
Hes doing exactly what he did a
fortnight ago. This is where he
was SEEM
The man now went along the
Notifications. In a quarter of an
hour he reached the Boulevard
Suchet and almost Immediately
afterward the house in which M.
Fauville and his son had been muir
dered.
He climbed the Notifications OPP
posite the house and stayed there
for some minutes, motionless, with
his face to the front of the house.
Then continuing his road he went
to La Muette and plunged into the
dusk Of the Bots de Boulogne.
ITO work and boldly!'' said
Don Luis, quickening his pace.
Mazeroux stopped him.
What do you mean, chief"
well, catch him by the throat.
There are two of us; we couldn't
hope for a better moment"
What! Why, it's impossible !"
"Impossible9 Are you afraid
Very well, I'll do it by myself"
Look here, chief, you re not
lcrious!"
Why shouldn't L be serious"
Because one can't arrest a man
without a reason
Without a reason? A scoun-
irel like this9 A murderer? What
more do you want?"
In the absence of compulsion,
of catching him in the act, | want
something that | haven't got"
What's that?'
"A warrant. / haven't a war
rant
MaZeroux's accent was so full Of
conviction, and the answer struck
Don Luis Perenna as so cOmical,
that he burst out laughing.
You have no warrant? Poor
little chap! Well, I'll soon show
you if l need a warrant"
You'll show me nothing"
cried Mazeroux, hanging OH to his
companions arm. "You shan't
touch the man."
"Onc would think he was your
mother!'
Come, chief"
But, you Northumberland of
al honest man. shouted Don Luis