Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1918-09-05

can rig t." said Mazeroux
"weM say no more about it. The
future will bear me out, you'll
see."
The days passed. Mazeroux
called as often as possible or
else telephoned to Don Luis all
the details of the two inquiries
that were being pursued at Saint
Lazare and t the Sante prison.
Vain inquiries, as we know.
While Lon Luis's statement relat-
ing to the electric chandelier and
the automatic distribution of the
mysterious letters were found to
be correct, the Investigation fail
ed to reveal anything about the
two suicides.
AT most, it was ascertained that
before his arrest, Sauverand had
tried to enter into correspondence
with Marie through II of the
tradesmen supplying the mfr
mary. Were they to suppose that
the phial of poison and the hypo-
dermic syringe had been intro
drced by the same meansY 1t was
impossible to prove; and, on the
other hand, it was impossible to
discover how the newspaper cut
tings telling of Marie suicide
had found their way into Gas
ton Sauverand S cell.
And then the original mystery
of the marks of teeth in the apple.
NJ. Fauvil!e's posthumous confess
sion acquitted Marie. And yet it
was undoubtedly Marie's teeth
that had marked the apple. The
teeth that had been called the
teeth Ct the tiger we're certainly
hers. Well, then!
In short, as Mazeroux said, ev-
everybody vas cropping in the
dark, so much so that the Project,
who was called upon by the will
to assemble the Mornington heirs
at a date not less than three nor
more than eour months after the
testator's decease, suddenly de-
cided that the meeting should
take place i'll the course of the
following week and fixed it for
the ninth of June.
He hoped in this way to put an
end to an exaspcrating case in
which the police displayed moth
ing but uncertainty and confus-
ion. They would decide about the
inheritance according to circum-
stances and then close the pro-
ceedings. And gradually people
would cease to talk about the
wholesale slaughter of the Morn
ington heirs; and the mystery of
the teeth Of the tiger would be
gradually forgotten.
1t was strange, but these last
which were restless and few
erish like all the days that come
before great battles-and every
one felt that this last meeting
meant a great battle-were: spent
by Don Luis in an arm chair on
his balcony in the Rue de Riyoli,
where he sat quietly smoking Gig
.aretes, or blowing soap bubbles
which the wind carried toward
the garden; of the Tuileries.
Mazeroux could not get over it.
"Chief, you astound me-! How
clam and careless you look!"
II am calm and careless, Alex
andre"
.sBut what do. you meant
Doesn't the case Interest," you?
Don't you intend to avengeaMme.
and Sauverand? You
are openly accused and you sit
here blowing soap bubbles!!'
There's no more delightful
pastime, Alexandre:: =
"Shall l tell you what Irthink,
You've discovered the
solution Of the mystery!,.'.
Perhaps I have, Alexandra,
and perhaps | haven't"
Nothing seemed to- excite Don
Luis. Hours and hours passed;
and he did not stir from his bal
eony. The sparrows now came
and ate The crumbs which he
threw to them. It really seemed
- i thescase was coming to an
end for him and as If everything