Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-11-24
The Woman ON the Terrace
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The strange woman in the invalid
chair had been talking angrily with
her companion when
! NJ. JONQUELLE, greatest of French
detectives. entered the beautiful
Italian terrace.
The woman introduced her COM
panion as
MARTIN DILLAR. an American.
The American greeted the caller
ungraciously.
Jonquelle explained that he had
come to inquire why the house in
Paris, owned by billiard and to
which the oma had a key, burned
TO the ground.
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CHAPTER II.
The American broke in. His
voice was no longer restrained. Il
don't see what you've POT to do with
it," he said.
Monsieur Jonquelle did not at
once reply. He looked at his cigar
cite as though it were somehow I'M
satisfactory; pulled it a moment un-
over the edge of the terrace into
the bushes.
Almost Immediately the bushes
parted and two persons came up
onto the terrace. They were foot
men in a rather CONSPICUOUS foreign
livery. They paid no attention to
either Monsieur J~oncuelle or the
American. They addressed them
selves with apologize diftidence to
the woman in the chair.
They explained that a parrot be-
longing to the Princess KitzenZot,
who occupied the great villa above,
had escaped and was concealed
somewhere in the thick shrubbery of
madame's garden. Would they be
permitted to search for it? The
woman in the chair moved her
mead slowly in assent. Then she dis
missed them with a gesture. They
went down off the terrace and to-
ward the rear of the villa in their
search, and the woman in the chair
ADDRESSED the American.
You must believe" she said,
that Monsieur Jonquelle is an old
ACQUAINTANCE and thai this explana-
ton is not to be denied him. Neither
are you to be denied 1t. You came
t.ere for it precisely as he has come
for il.
you have followed me here,
trailing out my flight, as he has fol-
lowed. The two of you arrived
nearly on the moment, and l shall
be pleased to include the two OF
you in my explanation. You were
demanding it as Monsieur Jonquelle
arrived-with some heat, if l cor
fectly remember" -.
The American replied in his
abrupt manner:
81 don't understand this thing" he
said. "But I do want to know how
this house happened to burn whlle
I was absent. You are the only
person who had a key to it, and
you must have burned it or you
would not have run ava n hid
yourself-now, what's the story"
The woman had a bit of delicate
i.ce in her fingers. She put 1t up
q moment to her lips. Then she
spoke, addressing her two guests.
Her voice was slow, serene. n de-
tached, like one who speaks without
interest, without emotion n with.
out any concern for effect. II was
r4-e-~a-yoice from a mechanical ap-
piiance, having intelligence, but no
will to feel.
II nave been attached to Monsieur
Dillard," lshe said. There was a
before us, an immense, in
credible fortune. The anticipation
OF it bound me to him. and SO the
burning of this house must have
been an accident. The lure or a
fortune is the only influence that
rot loosen as advances into
ssfe, in a world where presently
every emotion fails. Therefore,
billiard mad d right to feel
4hat he could trust me. since my
Interest in this fortune was identi-
cal with his own"
She paused, and seemed to ad-
dress Monsieur Jonquelle directly.
"You will be concerned, monsieur,
the mystery of this fortune.
IT was no dream, and depended upon
uncertain hazard Of chance.
Monsieur billiard is an artisan
artist with a genius for turning art
TO a practical use. There have been
greater artists than Monsieur Dill
lard in production, but not in meth
DDS by which art can be made to
serve a practical purpose; that is to
say can be made TO produce a for
tune. Tt is the life-work of Mon
sieur billiard not TO produce art. but
to bring the artistic skill of the mas
ters OF art to his practical purposes
And, in this department, he has no
superior in any country. The house
inEthe Faubourg st. German was in
fact a storeroom. 1t was, at the