The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-10-10

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give himself the pleasure of an
interview with Arsene Lupin.
Arsene Lupin would inevitably,
in the course of that interview,
obtain Valenglay's consent. These
were not suggestions, but GER
tainties; not problems awaiting
solution, but problems already
solved. Starting from A and con
tinuing along B and G., you ar
rive, whether you wish it or not,
at ID.
Don Luis began to laugh:
Come, come, Arsene, old chap,
remember that you brought Mr..
Hohenzollern all the way from his
Brandenburg Marches. Valenglay
does not live as far as that, by
Jove! And, if necessary, you can
put yourself out a little. . .
That's it: I'll consent to take the
first step. l will 60 and call on
M. de Beahveau. M. Valenglay,
it is a pleasure to see YOU"
He went gayly to the door, pre-.
tending that it vas open and that
he had only to walk through to be
received when his turn came.
He repeated this child's play
three times, bowling low and long,
as though holding a plumed hat
in his hand, and murmuring:
"Open sesame!"
At the fourth time, the door
opened, and a warder appeared.
Don Luis said, in a ceremonious
tone:
Il hope | have not kept the
Prime Minister waitingf"
There were four inspectors in
the corridor.
care these gentlemen my es,
cort?' he asked. THAT'S right.
Announce Arsene Lupin, grandee
of Spain, his most Catholic Males.
TVS cousin. My lords, I follow
you. Turnkey, here are 20 crowns
for your pains, my friend"
He stopped in the corridor.
"By Jupiter, no gloves; and
[ haven't shaved since yester.
day!"
The inspectors had surrounded
him and were pushing him a lit.
tie roughly. He seized two OF
them by the arm. They groaned.
"That1l teach you,' he said.
"You've nc orders to thrash me,
have you? Nor even to handcuff
meF That being so, young fel.
lows, behaved"
The prison governor was stand.
ing in the hall.
I've had a capital night, my
dear governor" said Don Luis
"Your G. II. G.. rooms are the very
acme of comfort. I'll see that
Lookup Arms receives a star in
1.-THE 'Baedeker. Would you like
me to write you a testimonial in
your Jail book? You wouldn't
Perhaps you hope to see me
again? Sorry, my dear governor
but it's impossible. l have other
things to do
A motor car was waiting in
the yard. Don Luis stepped in
with the four detectives:
place Beauveau," he said tt
the driver.
"No, Rue Vineuse,'' said one
of the detectives, correcting him
"Ohop, said Don luis. '.His
Excellency's private residence
His Excellency prefers that my
visit should be kept secret. That
a good sign. BY the way, dear
friends, what's the timeY"
/ His question remained unans
wered. And as the detectives ha(
drawn the blinds: he was unable
to consult the clocks in the street
1t was not until he was at Val
) englay's in the Prime Minister
little grOuGu ilCur HAT near III,
Trocadero that he saw a clocl
on the mantlepiece
"A quarter to seven!' he ex
: claimed. Good! There's no
been much time lost"
Valenglay's study opened on 1
flight Of steps that ran down t.
a garden filled with aviarics TIL,
room itself was crammed will
books and pictures.
: A bell rang, and the detective,
: went out, following the old male
, servant who had shown them in
. Don Luis was left alone.
f, He was still calm, but never
(. thcloss felt a certain uneasiness
a longing to be up and doing, t.
{ throw himself into the fray an.
. his eyes on involuntarily return
ling to the face of the clock. Tn,
minute hand seemed endowe,
with extraordinary speed.
AT last some one entered