El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1919-12-20
4 Ripping Detective Story

/ Go back to your kennel and bark a
the moonl"
Suspicious aren't you?" asked
Tenant calmly
Yes. Because you are"
I An aristocrat2 Wrong, my friend
I a man American and a detective.
am Tennantl" he knew that all Paris
was familiar with his name, nor was
b. he surprised when q quick flame OF
fear and hatred eddied uD In the
others eye
Yes. I am a detective" he repeated
casually, and the gangster broke into
I another flow Of foul inTective. and
I eNtravaEant and minute statement OF
what he Bi5i lie Farceur, the
q acknowledged chfeftain Of the apache
I gang known as Les Sacres Occurs de
] Sulpice-thouEht Of detectives.
} Detectivesi The unmentionable So
Z and-sD bloodhounds in the employ Of
/ the uncomfortable so-and-so capita
listsi People who sent honest men TO
Z the Euillotine TO help that pig OF a
government Who had assassinated
Anatole Jarvetl"
( Listen" cut in Tenants deep,
Z tranquil voice He had studied the
other from his bullet-shaped head TO
3 at conclusion. and now. as was his
wont, he acted on the psychological
result without wasting time in deli
Z cate prelimiuarfes Observe. feel
then hit straight from the shoulder.
was his maxim. BE put his hands on
the mans shoulders. his gray eyes
seeking the depths Of the others
puckered, purplish-black ones.
You are a Frenchman, aren't your
~suly question; bougre de salt
answer
The pressure Of Tenants fingers
ina nnnHn EnnHrNMnHe WNEh#nnnH
and the man, primitive, thus admir-
ing strength looked up with a faint
smile.
Trying to force an answer out of
me, are you2 Eli bien- mon petit, you
don nave TO use 1orces nor viii
have TO defend myself with that lit
tie knife or mine. You ask me IL I
am a Frenchman, and I tell you I am
what the intellectuals call a cosmO-
pohtan- I am an anarchist I be-
neve in the Internationale. To he'll
with those bloodsuckers Of capitalists.
be they French or English or German
To hell with"
with .France7' the question came
icy, challenging
TO hell with the government Of
Fnancet cried the man. Tenant
knew that he had won. and continued:
did not ask you about the gov
eminent The government IS nothing,
only an expression Of temporary onin-
ion BY the temporary majority.
asked you. what about France, the
land, the traditiuls. the soul, the
courage Of France2 Would you send
All that TO he'll. too
"A poet. are your" came the sarcas-
tic reply though Tenant heard the
slight tremOr which ran through it.
or are you pe-hers a stump speaker
collecting converts for the Republican
party2T
7 an a detective. as I told you. and
an American But love France. I
work for France. And you. a French
man born and bred'-he continued
with a hardly yelled sneer which
made the other wince-'what would
you do for France, besides cursing the
capitalists and kicking against the
government and assaultiug the blue
coatsT"
- The man stammered. Then.
the blood rushing to his face: 1T was
the government which I cursed. I did
not curse France-nol said to he'll
with the government not to hell with
E'ranceH II an Frenchmani" And
he repeated, wondering. dazed, halt D
.ng. as If the words contained q ire
nendous spiritual truth which his
srunted, tainted nature could not quite /
comprehend but was afraid TO diEre- I
gard= a Frenchman-lom de Dieul
FIRST, last, and all the timer asked 4
Tenant, and then the others echoing 3
voice. as in a dream:
First. last and ali the timei"
There was a silence Unconscious Z
u the teeminFr street life about them l
staring, whispering, laughing at the
strange spectacle Of rough gangsrer I
and wen dressed man conversinE TO- /
gether earnestly the two looked at Z