Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-09-26
"Chauville's Secret"
By
/, DAVID WHITELAW

ed over to Massey. The heat was
oppressive and the way dusty. and
the visit to the Three Lilies had been
Haverton had during the day main
tanned his sullen manner OF the night
before. He spoke but rarely. and,
indeed, as he thought Of the informa-
tion-the kings evidence, as it were
that he had given to his captors.
he felt a dull resentment at his treat
ment. 1t seemed to him that he was
doomed to come OF very badly in the
affair altogether.
OF the mystery that evidently. sur
rounded the Chateau Granville and
its chapel he knew nothing. and cared
less: in the killing Of Hubert Baxen-
ter he had had no hand; why. then,
was he tEampilg dusty roads with
prisoner?
He wished with all his soul that
when he had located Vivian Renton
at Adderbury Towers he had let the
sleeping dog he. He should have
taken warning by his last association
with that gentleman. It seemed to
him very unfair that he should be
eternally. called upon to pay the piper
to Vivian's dancing. In fact. Mr.. Ed
AA0 sAt kOu "dS s1AsASU Win "a very
e a pity o himself.
| He sat with his he ad leaning back
,.on the old cracked plaster Of the
wall, smoking a cigar and gazing out
through the open doorway moodfly
seeing nothing Of the beauties of the
sun-kissed countryside. His thoughts
were Of a coz flat overlooking Hyde
PART. and Of all the niceties and lux.
uries of a well-to-do man in London
glories which he told himself were nc
more to be his.
One by one the villages, saHated
with news, departed to convey their
knowledge to. and shine with a re-
Elected glory among their waiting
families AS old Henri, his occupa
ton gone, prepared to follow them,
Berwick touched him on the shoulder.
"A moment. monsieur. I have
been listening to your graphic dc.
scription. I think I would Nike to
hear a little more. A bottle Of wine
now. I am a Journalist from Paris;
your story would read well, I think
and would be well paid for"
Nothing 10th, the old man settled
monetary aspect which influenced
him 80 much as the thought OF seeine
his story, and perchance his name, n
print A few Of the Partisan Jour.
nails filtered through, from time tc
time, to Massey, to be read and re-
read by the Inhabitants, and Henr1
IN imagination, already saw the per.
sonal glory Of the flartng headlines.
n wine was brought and. unde,
iut mellow influence, the old maj
opened out: If the story was to ap.
pear In print then it should IS = eond
y and lack no gruesome detail.
1T was this morning, monsieur
when ! paid my visit to the chapel
II ts my custom to 60 there n Ter
O'Clock each morning to zee that al
ts as 1t should be: for, messieur.
there are many valuable articles OF
tho little aitar-a fourteenth-cen t,i
cross studded with amethysis, anS
two' candleeticks which were once II
the possession Of Plus the Sixth. Yol
might ay IN your paper, monsieur
that /, Henri Btblot, have the entir,
care OF these treasures-B.i.b-I-o-t
yOs-one -
This morning everything seemed
~ Its place. n I waS about Ia Ieav.
the chapel when I heard q sound IA.
meath my feet--n low, hollow eroan
ana coming from the ancient toml
OF the D~aEtignyy."
The man paused for the effect q
tnpreasdvely.
II am not q coward, rnessieurx.
gained the at Sedan. But
.confess aSI heard this I was afnsd
Y0u have not seen the tomb? M
Wen II ts covered In, with q movah,.
siaD, worked BY means Of q lem.
concealed in the ironwork Of the raiI.
/. lnss NY Tear was only momentarv
= = lev minutes I had sid. mi,
49,. 49, ana peered dawn into TIL