The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1918-05-02
not admit the identsYy Of the two

| tude gave any clue to his secret
! thoughts. He was suggesting to
don Luis Perenna one Of those
compacts which the police are
Ioften obliged to conclude in order
Ito gain their ends. The compact
was concluded, and no more was
said upon the subject.
Do you want any particulars
tof met asked the project of po-
lice.
" Yes, Monsieur lie Prefet. The
lpapers spoke Of notebook found
in poor Inspector Verot S pocket.
Did the notebook contain clue Of
any kinda"
No. Personal notes, lists Of dis
burscments. that's all. Wait, T
was forgetting, there was photo
graph of woman, about which
| have not yet been able to obtain
the least information. Besides. I
don't suppose that it bears upon
the case and / have not sent it to
the newspapers. Look, here it is. I,
Perenna took the photograph
which the project handed him and
gave a start that did not escape
M. Desmalions eye.
Do You know the lady?'
No. No, Monsieur lie Prefet. 4
thought did; but no, there s
merely resemblance family.
likeness, which / will verify If YOU
can leave the photograph with me
till this evening.
Till this evening, yes. When
you have done with it, give it back
to Sergeant Mazeroux, whom /
will order to work in concert with
you in everything that relates to.
the Mornington case. ~
The interview was now over.
| The project went away. Don Luis
/ saw him to the door. AS M. Des-
nations was about to go down the
steps, he turned and said simply:
You saved my life this morn
ing. But for you, that scoundrel
ISauverand =
oh, Monsieur le Prefet!n said
Don Luis, modestly protesting.
Yes, 1 know, you are in the
habit Of doing that sort of thing.
All the same, You must accept my
thanks.
And the project Of police made
"a bow such as he would really
have made to Don Luis Perenna.
THE Spanish noble, the hero Of the
Foreign legion. AS for Weber, he.
put his two hands in his pockets,
walked past with the look Of a
muzzled mastiff, and gave his enc
my 9 glance Of fierce hatred.
By Jupiter z thought Don.
Luis. There IS a fellow who won't e
miss me when he. gets a chance to
shoot E
Looking through window, he
saw Nd. Desmalion s motor car
drive off. The detectives fell in
behind the deputy chief and left
the Place du Palais Bourbon. The
siege was raised.
And now to work s. said Don
Luis. My hands are free, and We
shall make things hum.
& He called the butler.
Serve lunch; and ask Mile.
ILevasseur to come and speak to
me Immediately after. I.
He went to the dining room and
I sat down, placing on the table the
pilot graph which III. DESTINATIONS
had left behind; and, bending
tover il, he examined it atentiyely.
It was little faded, a little worn,
las photographs have a tendency to-
become when they lie about III
pocket books or among papers 4
but tie picture was quite clear. It
Twas the diant picture Of u young
| woman in evening dress, with bare
arms and shout ers, with flowers
and leaves ii her hair and d smile
upon her face
/ Vile. Levasseu Tile. Levas
tseur, M he sal q iit possible
ID a corner was q half obliter-
lated and hard visible sigma ,lre.
lsEie mad OH florence Il the
1girl I, name, 40 doubt And he re-
l peattd o.
S Mile assellr, Florence ,e-'
Vasscilr How did her pho graph
come rs be id inspected F erot q
4 poe tbook And ''yTliat is the
connac tion between tllis asiven-s
Iture and the reader Ofs the Hun
i garia1l count Us lll HON took
lover The h0use