The Washington times., 1922-10-01

around her neck, had been chatting
merrily, when suddenly she fell
asleep.
1t was II o'clock at night. He
addressed her, but she made no
response. With one arm at the
wheel. he shook her violently with
the other. But still he received no
answer. She was half insenslble-
as he expected.
The truth was that before the,
had left they had taken cups of
black coffee after their dinner.
Hers had been sent to her room,
while packing, and into it Landru
had COntrived to place two or three
drops of a narcotic prepared by his
friend the drug-taking student who
lived in the Quarter Latin.
Suddenly, at a point Of the wind
ing road where the sea was break.
ing heavily over the rocks in the
moonlight. he pulled up and pointed
a pocket flsshlamp into her face.
She spoke.
'Andrer she exclaimed suddenly
in a low. weak voice. II don't
feel well. IL feel Just as did
the other night after dinner. I
can't breathe. My head is swim
ming"'
On that lonely sea-girt road he
held his flashlamp to her face with
out a word. but the expression In
her eyes which 1t revealed became
horrible.
The woman was struggling fierce.
ly against Inconsistencies. Those
drops had done their diabolical
work, and she was helpless in the
hands OF the great assassin. who
at most would profit not more than
one hundred pounds in English
money by his crime. Surely he
was the worlds greatest criminal
murderer?
WATCHED HER DIE.
Andre" she succeeded in ex-
claiming, after great difficulty.
Andre, my dearest"
But Landru only held his flash.
lamp full in her face, callous and
silent, awaiting the end!
Ten Pounds for q Woman.s Life!
Madame Buisson, Landru's latest
victim. whose only possessions re-
naming consisted of the furniture
Of three rooms and a kitchen in
her little flat in Paris, expired
without further word.
Below that winding road by
which he had taken her, by a
roundabout one which ran by the
sea and around the estuary Of the
river Adour to Bayonne, the waves
were breaking heavily upon the
rocks in the moonlight, and the
assassin, having watched the light
die out of the poor woman's
agonized countenance by the aid Of
his electric torch, switched It Off
in satisfaction.
1t only now remained to dispose
Of the body of the poor, unsuspect-
ing creature, who had trusted him
so implicitly, and who with her
dying breath had addressed him so
affectionately. The subtle poison,
the effect Of which Landru timed
exactly, had done its work only
too well.
The engaging Andre Charcrcix,
the great lover who had made
such violnet love to over two hun.
derd women, and who had
often courted seven and even
more Of his poor deluded Syictims
at the same time, had already sur
veyed the spot where the car
stood.
SOUGHT FOREST.
with the dead woman beside
him, he drove further along the
Basque road for about another kill
ometre to where the forest Of dark
pines ran down almost to the
waters edge, and into the darkness
of the wood he turned the car.
Then, unlocking one of his suit
cases, he drew out large sack.
In the darkness he tore off the
clothes of poor Madame Buisson,
in order to prevent recognition in
case the body were found, and
then, with a spade which he had
purchased in Biarritz on the pre-.
vious day, and which he had con.
cealed in the car, he dug into tho
soft forest ground, which was GOV.
cred with the spines Of the frs
and heaps OF drifting leaves of oak
and beeches. Heavy rain had fal
len for the past week, and the
earth was easily removed. To th'