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Abandons the Car

The risk was too great, so with.
out another instant's hesitation he
abandoned the car, and turning the
corner, walked on. AS he did so,
he heard footsteps approaching
along the dark street. The detec.
tive was, no doubt, there with his
friends, eager for his capture. But
SO elusive was he, and ready for
any emergency, that he simply
smiled within himself. and ccntin.
ued his way on foot through hUif
a dozen narrow streets which he
knew led down to the Boulevard. .
His motor coat was heavy. there
fore, realizing that he had a walk
of several miles before him. and
that a. motorist in an ovcrcoat
might be noted by the police on
duty in the streets II the news OF
his escape were circulated over
Paris by telephdhe, he took off
the coat and flung II into q dark
entry ~ he passed along.
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that he was actually the man OF
whom the police were in such
active search. You have lied to
me. Lulu!" she went on, in a hard
voice. You did live in Vernouillat
and you are Raymond Diard:"
she cried. staring at him in Wild
eyed horror.
You silly little fool" cried
Landru angrily. What are you
saying"
THE truth" she went on, now
fun Of defiance and hatred. You
are the man. Diard. who escaped
arrest. as the paper says. I now
see why you are so careful not to
go to railway stations, and wear
your spectacles, and change your
clothes and hat whenever you go
out. I know why. on that night
at the Rue de Mauberge. you did
not return to me. 1t was the
night Of your escape from the po-
lice in the Montmartre," she
went on. glaring at him fiercely
~ she spoke. You have deceived
me, Monsieur Diard! But you will
do 30 no longer. IL"
And pray what will you do?'
he interrupted in a low. deep
voice.
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Locked the House

Then he swallowed a second
glass of cognac, and then, leaving
the body Of the poor girl where It
had fallen, he extinguished the
lamps. and locking up the house,
got into his car and sped away to-
wards Paris. upon a journey which
was to prove more adventurous
than ever he had anticipated.
Secrets Of Gambais.
Landru driving as hard as he
could. and wrapped to the eyes in
his heavy motor-coat. which hid
his beard, and, wearing goggles,
entered Paris by the Porte Maillot
soon after eleven o'clock that night.
The policeman in uniform was
unsuspicious. for owing to air.raids
the lights were dim at the city
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Ran for Coat

ct shall tell them that
Raymond Diard and Lucien
Outlet are one and the same!
cried the young girl in defiance.
"I will not remain here another
moment with an assassin" she de-
clared, dashing from the room and
upstairs to obtain her hat and
coat.
"Come back!" he commanded.
but she sprang up the stairs. while
he waited in the hail below, hop
ing to calm her. In any case he
saw himself in considerable peril.
for a word to the police, and he
would, no doubt, be entrapped. He
had acted with foolish indiscretion.
and had inadvertently revealed to
her several facts concerning him
self which the police would, no
doubt, welcome.
A few moments later she de-
scended the stairs into the tiled
hall, and as she did so, he gripped
her roughly by the shoulder, say.
ing:
"I shall not let you leave this
house until we have arrived at a
complete understanding" And he
shook her roughly. What you
are saying Is all lies. and your ac-
tions, my dear Andree. are sheer
madness. Is every man with a
dark beard and deep-set eyes to be
arrested as the scoundrel Diard?
Is this the recompense I have for
taking compassion upon you, and
afterward falling in love with you
and asking you to become my
wife?"
you told the same story to the
widow Cuchet," was her reply. II
know that you are Raymond
Diard."
And how do you know, pray?"
asked the rch-assassin.
Because last Sunday, when you
drove into Houdan, l happened to
have the curiosity to open that big
brown English suit case of yours,
and in 1t I saw a quantity OF pa.
pers. Among them was a letter
evidently written by a boy-and IL
bears the signature Andre
Cuchet'"
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LeaUe Paris NoD

"Ah! that cannot tell," replied
the old scoundrel, Struggling his
shoulders. II declared that only
knew you from seeing yOU some
times at the SouffIet. bu: evi.
IDENTIFY he has gained other infor.
nation. and he has now become
unpleasantly inquisitive. So my
advice to you is to leave Paris,
and stay away"
Yes" growled the man who
practiced murder as a trade. II
suppose 1 ought to take your ad.
vice"
do" urged the old man. Get
away now, at once, and do not
write to me. Come back in a few
months. when it will be safe"
The men shook hands, and Ian.
dru, going out into the dark
street, glanced suspiciously up and
down, his hand upon his automatic
pistol, wondering II any police
agent was lurking in the vicinity.
He reached his car. standing in
the darkness. but to his dismay
found II impossible to start. His
knowledge of motor mechanics In.
stantly aroused his suspicious that
it had been tampered with in his
absence! Had the detective, keep.
ing surveillance upon old Jules, In
case he visited him, put the car
out Of order while he slipped away
to report7
He tried again to start the car,
but failed. He felt instinctively
that his suspicious were correct.
Only a second sufficed for him
to decide. He realized his peril.
With assistance, the secret agent
would return and await his coming,
or perhaps hope to find him there
endeavoring to start the car.
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Saup Glass Furnace

Now Landru was ever open to
find fresh means for the disposal
of the bodies OF his victims. One
day, a month before, while explor.
ing the countryside, he had come
acposs these works where glass
was being made, and the two roar.
ing furnaces struck him as an easy
means by which to efface the evi-
dence Of his crimes.
He had found several men at
work at the furnaces. and with a
wandering Parisian's inquisitive-
ness, he sought some details con-
cerning the work and the great
heat generated. What the work
men said interested him deeply.
and the more SO when they told
him their hours Of Work. inadvert.
entity remarking that the furnaces
were banked up and the place left
unattended at night.
Therefore. descending from the
car. he made a tour of the place,
and afterward shouted in order to
see II anyone were about. But.
finding himself alone. he quickly
removed the sacks from the car.
and carrying them to the doors OF
the great furnaces. he opened one
Of them with a heavy iron bar he
had seen the men use,
The heat emitted was terrific,
the flames causing him to spring
back. Within. It scanned almost
white hot. 30 great was the
draught.
Then, taking the heavy ssohs.
ne, with q great effort, fiuns both
Of them IN. Afterward no took UP
q long fire.rake. ana with II pushed
them deeper into the furnace. and
closed the door.
Two minutes later he had ~.
turned to the car. ana was on his
way back to the House OF Death.
Next morning he cleaned up the
cellar. burned tho papers and some
of the old sacking. and cleaned the
house.
Aftsrward, not daring to 20 nea,
Paris. he wrote TO his wife, saying
that he had been detained in the
country upon some urgent anS
profitable business, and that he
was abeut to go to Bayonne-|in
the southland might not be back
home for a month.
Instead, he drove north to Beau.
Vais, which is about fifty miles
from Paris, and having put up at
the eld.fashioned Hotel de France
ct d'Angleterre, he wrote to Mad.
anne Buisson. OF money he had
sufficient to last q few weeks:
therefore. he felt that ne must
toontipued @ Pass ~
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"You LoUe Me Not"

Il am your dear Andree no long.
err" Grief the girl defiantly. her
love having turned to loathing
You are alleged by the police to
be an assassin. and you must clear
yourself before l see you again."
was her reply.
80 you intend to so to the po-
lice-eh?"
II do. 1t is my duty"
Then you love me no more
eh?" he asked with pitiful appeal,
well feigned.
mo. You have deceived me-,
she declared.
Then he laughed grimly in her
face.
And so have you! So. take
that!
And before she was aware of the
. fact that he had drawn his Brown
ing pistol, he fired point-blank at
her, and the bullet pierced her
chest.
The poor, disillusioned girl, hor-
rified at her discovery, staggered
and fell backward dead, without
uttering a word.
And Landru only laughed as she
lay there huddled and inert, and
Remarked:
THAT is your punishment for
prying into my affairs"
Then, turning away and leaving
her where she had fallen upon the
tiles, which could easily be wash.
ed. he muttered to himself:
well! She grew rather too af.
fectionate. so tonight is just the
same as a week later. The little
vixen might have brought upon
me serious trouble II she had kept
her own counsel and her mouth
closed. 1t is, indeed, fortunate
that she was so outspoken!"
He returned to the dining room,
where he poured out a stiff glass
of cognac-for he only drank to
strengthen his nerves-swallowed
1t, and afterward tossed away the
spent cartridge into the garden,
where, three years afterward, it
was found dug into a flower bed
among some standard roses.
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Jules Is HeortIess

"Ah! you are not alone in that,
my dear friend" laughed old Jules.
When a woman unduly worries
a man he is sometimes compelled
to be firm. l have known other
cases." And the old criminal sim
ply regarded the confession as a
matter Of everyday occurrence. So
long as he made profit upon his
purchases he cared nothing as 70
how the seller came by the goods.
1t was not for him to ask 1les.
tions. He dealt daily with tolen
property Of all sorts-bonds, plate,
Jewels, and other valuables-for he
had a subterranean sale for them
in a dozen different quarters, and
also means of smuggling the booty
out Of France. Much OF the stolen
jewelry went to London and to
Brussels, while he himself had
crucible in his cellar where he
could melt down plate and render
1t unrecognizable.
What does Gaffiot allege?" ask.
ed Landru, standing thoughtfully
and gazing round the close.srnell.
ing little room, filled with smoke
OF vile tobacco.
THAT you killed Madame Cue.
het and her son Andre at a villa at
Vernouillet," was the old fellows
reply. HE declares you are in
Paris, and has been told a great
deal concerning you by certain
Monsieur Friedman. Do you know
him."
Landru bit his lip.
What else?" he asked, ignoring
the old dealers question.
"A woman named Lombard L
Line Is also reported mis-.
sing. and he is suspicious that yos-
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shoes, and also some letters he
found in her pocket. But among
the remains Of the burnt clothing
lie found some hooks and buttons,
and these he wrapped carefully in
piece Of newspaper, to be dis.
posed Of in due course, NE beiEg
siways scrupulously certain 10
leave nothing behind to show any
trace Of the clothing he destroyed.
True. when later on l assisted
the Paris police in digging DIP the
garden Of THE Hermitage we
found several hairpins. buttons ind
hooks, but they had in all prola-
bility been cast aside by previous
tenants. Landru was too clever
criminal to leave any trace Of his
victims save those souvenirs an
identity papers which he treasured
SO jealously, and those tell-tale
entries in his little Black Book.
Stretching the body upon
bed OF newspapers. he treated
treated the head and hands as ne
had done those of Madame Col
lomb. his previous victim. and
then. by the light Of two flickering
candles, he placed the remains in
two sacks, and carried them up
stairs to the garage, where he
placed them in the car.
Just before midnight he drove
out the car, with it's grim burden,
and set forth upon the long, open
road to Maulette. He knew that II
he took the road into Gambais II
might be remarked that he was
out upon some mysterious errand,
but at the hamlet Of Maulette all
would be asleep. Hence he took a
circuitous route, and passing along
an unfrequented road to Boutigny,
at last reached a little place called
Very, having driven about sew
enty kilometers. No one was astir
as he passed through the little
cluster of one-storied peasants
houses. and continuing his way. he
presently turned up by.road,
deep with ruts, where, in the pale
the moon was hidden by
a bank Of cloud-stood a long, low
factory building, from the tall
chimney of which black smoke was
rising.
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FIowers Are Faded

He drank a glass Of wine from
the sideboard, and glanced around
the cold, neglected room which the
tead girl had, during the short
time Of her happiness when she had
been mistress Of the house, kept
40 spick. nd span with flowers she
bad brought from Madame Dubois,
the florist, in Houdan.
These flowers-with which the
assassin had pretended to be dc.
lighted-wero fading, and the girl
whose hands had arranged them
lay dead where she had faCen
under Landru's bullet.
BY the activity OF the Paris police
"Bluebeard" was undoubtedly har-
assed. He saw that for the present
he must not re,enter Paris. In
deed, he had only escaped by an
ace. and was now away with 10
trace left behind. The Surete nev.
er connected Raymond Diard, the
sdventurer. with Henri Landru,
the garage proprietor at Neuilly.
And. as far as they could see,
they never would.
The police Of the seine-et. .oisc
bad, of course. blundered badly.
He knew II, and laughed at them.
1t is the same In every country.
The provincial police. owing to
petty jealousies, always hesitate 20
request the aid Of their more ex.
pert colleagues Of the capital. And
TO that blunder Landru certainly
owed his present liberty,
After half an hour the arch a..
sassin braced himself for the grim
work which he felt must now be
carried out. Therefore, he drag.
Red the body OF poor little Andres
downstairs to the cellar, where he
Givested II Of all oiething, and
carrying the bundle upstairs to tho
kitchen he burnt the clothes in
the large square stove,
with his mania for cole citing
souvenirs Of his victims, he kept
her little patent.leathsr house
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old Cailiard. telling him how he
had successfully escaped, and ask
Ing him not to believe in the al.
legation which the detective had
made. tho girl sat reading tn.
newspaper: she not having seen
one for some days.
Suddenly she put the oaper
aside. and with blank amazement
and curiosity written upon her
features. regarded Landru mar.
rowly. He sat facing her, his lead
bent as he wrote; therefore, she
was able to remark every feature.
And every feature Tailed ex.
actly with what she had Just read
"a repeated description Of Ray.
mond Diard, the man wanted for
the murder Of Madame Cuchet
and her son at Vernouillet!
She held her breath. Surely It
could not be possible? Her Lucien
was certainly not an assassin.
She rose, and, going out Of the
salle-a-manger. ascended to her
room. and re-read the paper she
had brought with her. The words
Of that appeal to anyone who dis
covered Raymond Diard to give in.
formation to any Poste de Police
burned into her brain.
For a quarter Of an hour she
remained there, and then rejoined
her lover, who was still engrossed
in his writing.
She waited until he had finish
ed. and then, summoning courage,
she quietly said:
Lulu. did you ever live at Yer.
nouillet?"
Landru started, for he was
taken quite unawares.
"Vernouillet! he echoed. Err
no." and he hesitated. why do
you ask?"
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Luck of Satan

The luck of Satan pursued him.
Had he remained a few moments
longer with old Jules, he would,
no doubt, have been captured. Just
as he had suspected. the de.
tective had put his car out OF
sction, hoping on his return to
find him trying to re-start It.
He slept soundly till nearly ten
o'clock. Then, rising, he strolled
through the crooked streets of the
ancient little town Of water-mi'ls,
spires. and turrets, purchased n
cheap motor-coat at a ready-mode
tailor's, and then idled about look.
ing at the several interesting
churches and the ancient house Of
Anne de Piseleu, the favouri.e OF
Francois l., now a grocer's shop.
Till evening fell he remained m
Etampes, and then he ate an early
dinner, paid his bill, and drove by
way OF Rambouillet back to Gam
bais. feeling that at least he had
another fortunate. IL narrow. es-
cape.
II was dark when he unlocked
the door Of the villa. and there in
full view the huddled BODY OF
Andree Babelay lay stiff and cold
in the fading winter light. He
had placed the car in the garage,
and to reach the dining-room he
had to step over the body OF the
trustful girl who had, by mere
chance. discovered his terrible
secret.
Though hunted by the police and
warned by his bosom friend. Jules.
Landru never lost his head. His
nature was cold, callous, and cal
culating. Even the sight OF the
body OF the girl whose life he had
taken without scruple aroused
within him neither horror nor emo.
ton.
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You asked mo not to tell any
body, Lulu, and have not done
So" replied the girl meekly.
whereat the assassin was satisfied.
In view Of Monsieur Friedmann's
extremely hostile attitude, and the
active search Of the police. he did
not welcome inquiries from any.
body. He could alter his dress,
but his facial expression he was
unable to disguise, though he had.
since his narrow escape, taken to
wearing. when out Of doors,
glasses with heavy rims, 30 as to
conceal the unusual hollowness Of
his eyes.
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gate, and no lights showed In the
streets, while, on his approach
through Neuilly. he had shut off
the head lights OF his car. Along
the unlighted Avenue and through
the Champs Elysee he sped, and
across the city to the stuffy, i'll.
furnished abode OF his friend old
Caillard.
"Ah! my dear Jules" he cried
cheerily as the old man opened the
door of the apartment, rather re-
luctantly at that hour. be it said.
You. my dear friend" gasped
the unscrupulous old fellow. "Why,
l thought you were safely out OF
Paris. 1t is surely most danger.
Gus for you to remain herer'
II have been away at my villa
in the country, and have only this
moment returned" Landru replied.
Then get away again-at once"
urged the old man. without In.
viting him to be seated. "Gaffiot
is still searching everywhere for
you. He was here only yesterday,
questioning me again, for he evi.
IDENTIFY suspects that we are often
in communication. My letters are
all opened. l find. Therefore,
don't delay a single instant. Get
away"
You do not anticipate that oh.
servation is being kept upon this
placer" asked Landru eagerly.
How can I tell? II the charge
made against you is correct, then
it is quite possible. Is it true?"
Landru hesitated for a second.
Yes, mon vieux, It is! The fact
is that a woman was troubling me,
apd-well-in a fit of anger I gave
her her conge"
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know something about her." was
the reply.
Landru at once saw that the
police had spread their net. and
that TO remain in Paris at the
moment was distinctly dangerous.
Besides, he had left his car ct the
corner OF the street. What II the
house was being watched. as it
we'll might be IL Gaffiot entertained
any suspicion that he was an occa.
sional visitor there.
How did Gaffiot know that we
were friends?"
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REMAINS OF ANDREE
BURNED i'm FURNACE
OF GLASS FACTORY
Openly Accused BY Young Girl HE Seduced,
Landru Sends Bullet Into Her Heart, and
Then i'm Dead of Night Carries Her Body to
Glowing Goals of Banked Furnace.
BY WILLIAM LIE oUEUX,

Famous Crimnologist Author of "The Fifth Finger
THE Four Faces, Tracked By Wireless" etc.
] ANDRUS early life is described by Mr.. LIE Queu1
IN the opening chapter of his story of the aoorlds
. greatest ove criminal After gears of petty saoin-
ding Landru turned his attention to victizing oomen
making tove to he getting control of their property and
then killing them Nine. Cuche avas one of the first
Landru poisoned her and her son. Andre in va rented
Uith her money! set furnace and burned their bodies
He then turned his attention to Turing other 9Uomen to
gruesome deaths By assuring them of his overwhelming
devotion.
When the police Investigated his activities at the ya
he shrecdy aayed their suspicions He then made love
to Nina Langois got her sign over her noneu and
threU her body INTO riUer Widow Nadaud nert fell
into his net He planned cruel death for her. but she
recovered from the effects of poisoned grapes acle her
friend died.
At the conclusion of last weeks instulment Landru
had Just found Andree Babelay slip of a air. 1vho had
ett her parents 1endeSs and penileSS in the Paris
subWay He approached her. took her his APARTMENT
and feW days later after he had promised to arru her
had taken her to his ella to recuperate from recent
sickness. There the girl Improved in health and oas er-
renelD happy 7Cith her life in the contry constnntu
Thinking of course, of Luciens promise to 1Ced All the
time Luclen, Landru, secretly planning the death
of the creduous GIRL
UNACH day he would refer to their coming honeymoon
H. promising to take her to the Italian lakes
Business keeps me in Paris till May my dear
one he said day. "In the first week of Nav we will
be we'd and then shall be free to go to Italy for two
months"
"Oh that will be ovelyw declared the girl 81 shall
not write to mother until married. She no doubt
Is wondering what has become of me-"
Il asked you not to write, and glad you have kent
your promise. Write to nobody until we are married"
Landru said "You told anybody where I live in
the Rue de Mauberge, did you?" y g..
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MORE
LANDRU

A MOTHER INSTALL
ment Of this re-
markable story of the
Loves Of Landru will
be published in the
Washington Sunday
Times next week.
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bah! You are full OF weird i'm
aginings." Landru cried. his crafty
brain trying to arrive at some so
luton OF the perilous situation.
and much surprised that the girl
should have opened the suit case
which he believed had been secure
ly locked. Think OF what you are
saying, my dear Andree."
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