Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-06-23

found myself looking do,On the bw-
rel of an automatic pistol. stop your
engine" the man ordered, speaking IN
husky English, but tOifh decidedly
French accent.
the law with whom the room appeared unex-
pectedly to swarm it was otherwise with
Madame. She had risen at the first ALARM
and she seemed veritably to swell in her place
she stood there doing battle for her liberty.
She kicked the chair away from behind her,
her huge, muscular arms suddenly freed them
selves, as though by some magical effort, from
the unnatural constraint Of her tight gown.
The first man who had laid hands upon her
lay senseless upon the floor.
WITH q sudden dive she seized hold of the
other, and, gripping him in her arms
to shield herself from the bullets that threat
ened, she dashed down the room, to the amaze
ment of the scattering company, only to find
herself face to face at the door with the guard
Monsieur Desrolles had posted there.
For the first time she must have re aiized
that the game up What followed We
saw wedged together, in our frantic rush from
behind. She held out the struggling man
threatened attack, and then, bending one knee.
she flung him straight In the faces of the
nearest of her antagonists. He fell upon the
path and lay there unconscious. There was
something terrifying in the sight Of the man.
who. with his disguise abandoned, and with
his feminine trappery hanging around him in
rags, stood dauntlessly facing certain death or
capture. Not even the displaced haxen wig,
the patchy complexion, the shreds of his UNI
dignifled masquerade, could make him ridicu-
lous.
One great arm swung out, and laid Low q
man who had foolishly approached within
reach He stood there, counting the chances
against him. and finding them overwhelming.
The next moment his right hand had momen-
tarily disappeared, the sunlight flashed no
longer upon the diamonds but upon something
more sinister gripped in his fingers He col
lapsed among them all, but the hand that
had rid the world of her most notorious modern
criminal had been his own.
For over o week the restaurant was closed
On the day before its reopening found it still
under surveillance, but there was access to
the bar, and Louis was wandering about the
grounds. He greeted me warmly. and the
change in his appearance was marvellous.
you're much better, Louis" remarked.
Monsieur win admit that the situation for
me was terrible he pleaded. land the curious
part OF 1t Is that I, who was much the
subject OF her pretending whims never had
the least idea but that she was indeed q
woman. She imposed upon every on and
she made fool Of me to keep up the Illusion.
There was no other disguise, suppose" he
went on that could have concealed the face
and figure Of Martin Fynes. There were de-
scriptions Of him at every police center, but
as woman-a great, muscular fellow like
that! Who would have believed it?"
II sat opposite to him three times" I &C.
knowledged, land never had moments sus-
picion"
Except for Jean, who was one of them"
Louis went on earnestly, there was not a soul
connected with the place who had the slightest
suspicion. The man who I told you used to
visit her-was herself, The police found in
her room whole wardrobe of masculine at
tire. and, naturally, when there was an expedi-
ton on foot she went as a man. You see,
who comes in and out and Madame as a man
had become quite familiar figure, and was
accepted as one of her friends What we
are all curious about, monsieur" Louis con-
clnded. after moment pause ''is how the
police discovered the first clue that led them
to the truth. All the time I have been here
there has never been single inquiry concern
ing the bona fide Of either Madame or any
member Of her encourage"
The $4,000 francs was already in my pocket.
but hesitated about letting Louis know the
truth. 1t seemed strange that q momentary
glimpse Of the secretarys oblong platinum
watch should have brought to justice one of
the greatest Of international criminals, 80
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