Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, November 14, 1922, Page 10

PAGE eycHr. Triumphs of # M-Jonquelle \¥. by MEtvii.eE DAvisson Post Service © 1999 NFA The Mottled Butterfly. HE OPERA had 4. The music began to fill the corridors. But M. Jonquelle did He remained id! n a cigaret in his fingers, his manner and air. - well-bred, bored indtffer- teal& orice: <chiae touek aes ecenetae Ther vacant seat It Paris of performance im otf's Salome. A tew rsons passed M Jonquele gr the doors to { these persons regarded him. n figure in Paris. } something, . or cared The vast music assembl 4 the abandon n the jaded nerves France. It had been on at the Opera for fifty days, and Paris was still keen to see it. The woman was a Russian exotic, one of those alluring creatures that always tssembled a febujous legend ‘There was a wild passion in her Sa lome, and her conquefs were the gos- sip of Paris. The opern had continued for per haps thirty minutes. Mme. Zirtenzoft had come on: her voice like a silver bell, reached M. Jonquelle. ¢learly where he sauntered tn the foyer. Presently the door to a box opened and one of the pages of tie theater appeared with an immense bouquet of orends. ‘The flowers were. worth e thousany francs. They could have been grown in Paris only with ex- treme care and under every perfec tion of light and temperature. It was a mass of flowers that would have drawn the attention of anyone. exquisite orchids of the genus On- cidium Krameri!, called the Mottled Butterfiy. It secmeC to have drawn the at- tention of M. Jonquelle. He stopped the page as he passed him. “Garcon,” he said, handing him a pleca of gold, ‘find me a box of cigarets before you go on with these flowers. Quickly—run; I will bold them until you return.” ‘The boy knew the creat the Service de la Surete. Fe gave M. Jonquelle the bouquet of orchids and disappeared down the stairway. He was gone hardly a moment; when he returned, M. Jon- quelle had not moved from his posi- tion by a pillar, of the foyer, He handed back the orchids to the page and receivel the box of cigarets. He paused a moment, fingered the box but did not open it; instead he walked @ few. steps down the foyer and entered the box from which the page had come out with the orchids. One looking on would have won- dered why the prefect of police re- quired a pack of clgarets, at the cost of a 10-franc goldplece—especially as after having turned it in his hand, he had put st carelessly into his pocket and entered a box. It would appear that he waited for these cigarets before entering the box, But to what end? One could not smoke in a box at the Opera, at {ts most expensive point in the ultra- chief fashionable audience of Paris. Al- though the great opera house was packed with pebple--not-.a vacant seat visible to the eye—there was but one person in the box which M. Jonquelle had entered. He was a person that anyone would pause almost anywhere to observe. He was young; he was exquisitely dressed—a dress in which there was, me of the over-extravagance of de- jail, tha; suggestion of elegance, which the Parisian cannot avoid. He was a youfg man an extreme blond French ly handsome, a type with dainty mustache and regular Italian features, and thick, soft, yel- low hair presenting the gloss of the seal's coat. In -his physical aspect, for perfection of detail, the man tad no equal on the Paris boulevards. It had got him a rich American wife and lifted him, as by a fairy lamp, out of the sordid environments of an old family in decay. seemed a piece of providence with an esthetic sense This exquisite person woul have} been incongruous except in an atmo-| nan sphere of wealth. ment now beyond the He had an apart- Arc de T omphe, one of those wonderfuk apart-| tence; and after all, our evidence ments that the American Paris. The Marquis was the envy of boulevardier. But it was rumored that he fad} not the freedom of his wife's money- sacks. Hw got what she allowed him, | but it ought to be written hero, in| justice to the Marquis, that’ it was} not he who complained, Why should | he? The allowance was evidently | enough for any reisonable man. He had the best of everything: {f he felt | any sense of stint, there was no sign eltaer by word or act In form, the Marquis was above reproach. There could be no surprise to the fashionable audience of Paris fin the fact that the Marquis was alone in the box. His wife was on @ visit to America, and it was bet- ter fitting that the Marquis shoulé be alone than to be with another who might console him for his wife's absence. If the Marquis was not the Dest of men, he was a» any rate not the least discreet. He rose and bowed when the Pre fect entered. The thing | ™t the design of a|What he had done with the neckiace jor where it nas. invasion | against him was circumstantial. after the great war had. set’up in|did he not say what he hac jwith the necklace? the | have | conceal it, mons-eur, and co for thin “Ah, monsteur,” he said, “I am charmed to see you; Mme. Zirtenzoft |" | will ‘be ‘ever worth an hour of the| my, “pat had become of the, neck priceless time of the Prefec> of Paris 4 ~ » I shall be honoredsto have you as guest; pray sit down.” M. Jonquelle sat down. He looked = moment over the vast audience, vrilliant and distinguished a moment Mme. Zirtenzoff on the di and then he ad¢cressed his host. at | Living for yours tanti doomed either to oblivion or to in- jf “Monsieur,” "he said, “Mme. Zirten zoff is, I imagine, beyond rubies, But | I have not cone here to observe her; | I have come*to ask you abou! the robbery in your apartment. That was an extraordinary robbery.” “It was most extraord!nary, mon:.| sieur,” replied the Marquis. “The| whole of Paris regretted -hat you were out of France atthe ‘time. re were you, monsieur?” en the Marquis added with a laugh sou cannot be expected to tell | GAL TWO—TRIUMPHS OF that; you protect us, monsieur, by your mystery. If The Lessa could say “Tomorrow M. Jonquelle will be in| Brussels,, we should no: have a} Jewel or a five-frane plece remain ing to us.” | “Alas, monsieur,” replied the Pre-| fect, “you do me too much there are a number of men with the Service de ld capable as I ver “Quickly—Ran; until-you return.” I will hold them The Marquis laugh@®. } “You have an affection for your | associates, M. Jonquelle, tha: I fear | clouds your intelligence. Nothing could have been managed more stup- than the investigation of my artment. In your: absence, mo’ you cannot imagine into what a8 coinmonnlace the investiga- tion of a criminal affair in Parls can descend, ’ “Alas, monsieur, there is a gulf fixed between Alexander and the lieu- tenants of Alexander! own feeble efforts, nothing would haye resulted from the police inves- tigation in my apartment. The neck- lace of diafnonda which the Marquise purchased for 600,000 francs—assem- bléd from the crown jewels of Rus- sla—would have disappeared without | a clew to the thief. As {i happenecs | he was brought to justice; he con- fessed and was seritenced for an in-! credible period by the court. But for j —and again the Marquis laughed —"there would have been no ‘thief sentenced . . . . Your inspectors, monsieur, were ridiculous.? ‘There-was humility, in the Prefect's reply: “And the Marquis Chantelle was magnificent! His fame in the affair! has reached me; he ds the admiration | of the Surete. 1 have come, mon- sieur, to verify the details, and from yourself, I do not know rumor may} added or omittec.” He bowed slightly, like one would add a gesture of compliment to his words. opel | monsieur\” replied the I shall be charmed to v ify details; but you will pardon me if T am moved to ask for your opinion on a certain phase of this mystery You must have an opinion. monaieur, if you do not have an explanation, in fact He turned a little in his seat “Monsieur,” he said, “how did. it happen that when we had fixed this robbery unon Jean Lequex, a mem. ber of the, Lecca, he admitted it be- fore the court and asked for an {m- mediate sentence? But he would nothing .clse; he would not sa. “That was a stranzé position for a} to take, monsieur. He could| hope nothing from the judge. Why} confess? It did not lighten his sen-| Why | done | The judge would | Why | reduced the sentence . long period of, servitude? Did he hope to escape?” M. Jonquelle “He did not.” “Then, monsieur,”’ Margulis. “why did he refuse to say where the necklace was Of what service would the necklace be to him after twenty years?” Again M. Jonquelle replied and with decision. ‘Of no use, monsieur! the man did not expect it to be of any use to | him.” “Then, monmemr.” continued the Marquis, “‘why in the hame of heaven | did he not say where this necklacé was, and thereby reduce his sen’ tence?” M, Jonquelle seemed to reflect. “Ydu have asked for my opinion.” | he, said, “I think .I can do better than give you an opinion. 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