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

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inform the commissary of police.
He will telephone to headquarters
and tomorrow morning"
"And suppose the bird has
flown?"
Il have no warrant
do you want me to sign you
one, idiot2"
But Don Luis mastered his rage.
He felt that all his arguments
would be shattered to pieces
against the sergeant's obstinacy,
and that, if necessary, Mazeroux
would 60 to the length Of defend,
ing the enemy against him. He
simply said in a sententious tone
Zone ass and you make a pair
Of asses; and there are as many
asses as there are people who try
to do police work with bits of pa.
per, signatures, warrants, and
other CANNON. Police work, my
lad, in done with ones fists. When
you come upon the enemy, hit him.
Otherwise, you stand a chaince of
hitting the air. With that, good
night. I'm going to bed. Tele,
phone to me when the job is
DONE
He went home, furious, sick of
an adventure in which he had not
had elbow room, and in which he
had had to submit to the will, or,
rather, to the weakness Of others.
But the next morning when he
woke up his longing to see the po-
lice lay hold of the man with the
ebony stick, and especially the
feeling that his assistance would
be of use, impelled him to dress as
quickly as he could.
eff | don't come to the rescue
he thought, they'll let themselves
be done in the eye. They're not
equal to a contest of this kind"
Just then Mazeroux rang up and
asked to speak to him. He rushed
to a little telephone box which his
predecessor had fitted up or the
first floor, in a dark recess that
communicated only with his study,
and switched on the electric light.
lis that you, Alexandre?"
Yes, chief. I'm speaking from
a wine shop near the house on the
Boulevard Richard Wallace"
What about our MANI"
The birds still in the nest.
But we're only just in time"
Really"
Yes, he's packed his trunk.
He's going away this morning"
How do they know"
Through the woman who man.
ages for him. She's just come to
the house and will let us in"
"Does he live alone?"
Yes, the woman cooks his
meals and goes away in the eve
ming. No one ever calls except a
yelled lady who has paid him three
visits since he's been here. The
housekeeper was not able to see
what she was like. As for him, she
says he's a scholar, who spends his
time reading and working"
And have you a warrant"
Yes, we're going to use it."
iii come at once"
"You can't! We've got Weber
at our head. Oh, by the way, have
you heard the new about Nine.
Fauville?"
About Nine. Fauville?"
Yes, she tried to commit sui
eide last night"
What! Tried to commit sui
cide!"
Perenna had uttered On excla-
nation of establishment and was
very much surprised to hear, al
most at the same time, another cry,
like an echo, at his elbow. Without
letting go the receiver, he turned
round and saw that Mile. Laves-
seur was in the study a few yards
away from him, standing with a
distorted and livid face. Their
eyes met. He was on the point of
speaking to her, but she moved
away, without leaving the room,
however.
What the devil was she listen
ing FORT" Don Luis wondered.
And why that look Of dismay9''
Meanwhile, Mazeroux contin-
ued:
"She said, you know, that she
wouldn try to kill herself. But
it must have taken a goodish
amount Of pluck
"But how did she do it," Per-
emma asked.
"Ill tell you another time.
They re calling me. Whatever you
do, chief. don't come"
Yes" he replied, firmly, "I'm
coming. After all, the least l can
do is to be in at the death, seeing