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»- : Mornington’s heir. ving feoling of perturbation came over , him. What was happening? {%@ which he held in his hand, unfolded placed predictions about to be fulfilled? Was a fifth heir putting in his claim? CHAPTER VII. The Heir to the ‘One Hundred Millions. DESMALIONS'S'ellonce gave Don Luis leave to epeak. He at once continued: “Tt will not take idng, Monsieur le Prefet. It ‘will mot take long for two reasons: Virst, because M. Fauville’e ocon- fessiona «are at our the inheritance; ig that he did not know Mba coay le | Phar ap eshte ‘verand was able to me his those events, any M Fau- ville did, or Florence Levasseur. “One thing, therefore, is certata: inheritance in no way affected Fauville'’s resolves or ac- na. And, nevertheless, one after the other, with inflexible regularity, as eat tetae pera siruck down in jor ©. ‘or by the terms the Mornington inhertiance, they disappeared: Cosmo Mornington, ippolyto Fauville, then Ed- Fauville, then Marte Fuuville, Gaston Sauverand. First, the of the fortune; next, all of whom he had appointed his » and, I repeat, in the very jer in which the will enabled them claim to the fortunel from Hippolyte Fauville, ig necessarily a criminal, and criminal is necessarily Cosmo As I am not the man, another heir of Cosmo Morn- ington exists. It is he whom I ac- Monsieur le Prefet. @ccuse him at the very least of ‘that part of the crimes and felonies ‘which cannot be attributed to Hip- jolyte Fauville. I accuse him of Preticing open the drawer of tho desk in which Maitre Lepertuis, Cosmo pins ‘on'a golicttor, had put hts client's will. T accuso him of enter- tng Cosmo Mornington’s room and substituting a phial containing a tox- fe fluid for one of the phials of glyccho- Phosphate which Cosmo Mornington used for his hypodermlo injections, T accuse him of playing tho part of « doctor who came to cort! Cosmo ‘Mornington's death and of delivering @ false certificate. I accuse him of supplying Hippolyte with the poison which killed successively Jospector Verot, Edmond Fauville and Hippo- lyte Fauvilie himself. IT accuse him of arming and _turn- ing against me the hand of Gaston Bauverand, who, acting under his ad- vice and hig instructions, tried three times to take my life and ended by causing the death of my chauffeur. accuse him of profiting by the re! @ions which Gaston Sauverand had establishod with the infirmary in or- der to communicate with Marie Fau- ville and of peranging for Mario Fau- ville to receive the hypodermic syr- ingo_ and the phial of poison with which the poor woman able to carry out her plans of su ‘i mna paused to note the effect these charges. Then he went on: “Y accuse him of conveying to Gas- ton Bauverand, by some unknown moans, the newspaper cuttings nbout Marle Fauville's death and, at the same timo, foreseaing the inevitable results of his act. To sum up, thore- fore, without mentioning his share In the other crimes—the death of In- spector Verot, tho death of my chauf- four—I accuse him of killing Cosmo Mornington, Edmond Fauville, Hip- polyte Fauville, Marie Fauville and Gaston Sauverand; in plain words, of Killing all thoso who stood between the millions and himself. These last words, Monsiour le Profet, will tell you clearly what T havo in mind, “When a man does away with five of big fellow creatures in order to se- cure a certain number of millions it means that he is convinced that this proceeding will positively and mathe- matically insure his entering into possession of the millions. In short, avhen a man does away With a mill- fonaire and his four successive heirs, it means that he himeaelf ts the mill- fonaire’s fifth heir, ‘The man will be ere in a moment.” erpero was a knock at the door, “Come in!” The office mossenger entered, carry ing a card tray, On the tray was A Jetter, and in addition there was ono of those printed slips on which eallers write their name und the object of thair visit. M, Desmalions hastened toward tho messenger. He hesitated a moment before taking up tho slip, THe was very pale, ‘hen he glanced at it quick! “Oni” he said with a start He looked toward Don Taus, ra- flected, and t he #aid to the . taking the letter, nessensrer Monsiour lo Ow the person dn when T ring,” 1 Whe micusonaer lute (uo kumi An Arsene Lupin Romance of Fortune and Mystery 1. Whole gn, M, Desmalions stood tn front of his desk, without moving. For the escond time Don Luis met his eyes, and a ttle Proe- With a sharp movement Police opened the envelope fet of the letter and began to read it. The others watched his every ges: ture, watched the least change of ex: pression on his face, Were Perenna’s ‘The moment he had read the first Mines, M. Desmalions looked up and, addressing Don Lats, murmured: “You were right, Monsieur, This is a claim.” ‘On whose part, Monstour le Pro- fet?’ Don Luis could not help asking. M. Desmaliohs aid not reply. He finished reading the letter. ho read it again, with the attention of a man weighing every word, Lastly, ho read aloud: “Monstour le Prefet “A chance correspondence has revealed to mo the existence of an unknown heir of the Roussel family, It was only to-day that I was able to procure the docu- ments necessary for Mentifying this hetr; and, owing to unfore- geen whom they concern. Respec' @ secret which is not mine and wishing, as a woman, to remain outside a business in which I have been only accidentally in- volved, I beg you, Monsiour le Prefet, to excuse me if I do not foel called upon to sign my name to this letter.” ‘The Prefet suddenly rang the bell. A. few tense seconds elapsed. Oddly enough, M. Desmations dil not remove his eyes from Perenna, Don Luis remained quite master of him- self, but restless and uneasy at heart. ‘The door opened. The messenger owed eome one in. It was Florence Levasseur, CHAPTER IX. Weber Takes His Revenge. ON LUIS was for one mo- ment amazed. Morence Le- vassour here! Florence, whom he had left in the train under Mazeroux's su- pervision and for whom it was physl- cally impossible to be in back in Paris before 8 o'clock n the evening! Thon, despite his bewilderment, he at once understood. Florence, know- ing that she was being followed, had drawn them after her to the Gare Salnt-Lazare and simply walked through the railway carriage, getting out on the other platform, while the worthy Mazeroux went on in the train to keep his eye om the traveller SHE 18 THE DEAREST YVTTLE DIRL IN THE WORLD AND 1 AM HER ITTLE TooTsi€ WOooTSIE who was not there, But suddenly the full horror of the situation struck him, Florence was hear to claim tho tmheritance; and her claim, as ho himself had said, was a proof of the most terrible guilt. Acting on an irresistible impulse, Don Luis leaped to the girls mide, weized her by the arm and ggid,.with almost malevolent force: “What are you doing here? What bave you come for? y did you not let me_ know?" M, Desmalions stepped between them. But Don Lals, without letting Ko of the girl's arm, exclaimed: “Oh, Monstour lo Prefet, don't you eee that this ts all a mistake? Tho person whom we aro expecting, about whom I told you, ig not this one. ‘The other is keeping in the background, as usual. Why {t's impossible that Florence Lavasseur’ “IT have no preconceived opinion on the subject of this young lady,” said the Prefect of Police, in an authorl- tative voice. “But it is my duty to questionsher about the circumstances that brought her here, and I shall certaluly do #0.” Ho released the girl from Don Luis's grasp and made her take a seat, Ho himself sat down at his desk, and it was easy to see how great an impression the girl's pre: ence made upon him, It afforded, so to speak, an illustration of Don Luis’s pl. argument. The appearance on the scene of a 1 new person, laying claim to tho in- heritance, was undeniably, to any logical mind, the appearance on the ecene of a criminal who herself brought with her the proofs of hi crimes. Don Las felt this clear! and from that moment did not take hia eyes off the Profect of Police. Florence looked at them by turns as though tha whole thing was the most insoluble mystery to her, Her beautiful dark eyes retained their customary serenity, She no longer wore her nurse's uniform, and her gray gown, very simply cut and de- vold of ornaments, showed her grace- ful figure, She was grave and un- emotional as usual, M, Desmalions said: “Explain yourself, Mademolsello.” She answered: “I have nothing to explain, Mon- sicur le Prefet, I have come to you on an errand which I am fulfilling without knowing exactly what it is about.” “What do you mean? Without knowing what it is about?” “T wall tell you, Monsieur le Prefet. flome one in I have every oon- fidence and for whom I entertain the greatest respect asked me to hand you certain papers, They appear to concern the question which 1s the ob- of your meeting to-day.” question of awarding the ngton inheritance?” ‘ou know that, if this clatm had n made in the course of the sitting, it would have had no “TL camo as soon as the papers were anded ta me." “Why were they not an hour or two carter “L was not there, I had to leave the house where Lam staying in a hurry.” oronna did not doubt that tt was hia intorvention thet pect the enemy's plans by causing Plorence to take to fight, ‘Tho Profet continuedt “So you are ignorant of the rea- sons why you received the papers?” “Yor, Monsieur le Profet:" “And evidently you are also ignor- ant of how far they conoern you?" “They do not concern me, Monsieur lo Prete M, Dosmajions smiled, and, looking into Worence’s eyes, said plainly: “Assordipg to the lolior buat ace anded to you companies them, they concern you intimately. It means that they prove, in the 1 positive manner, that you are descended from the Roussel fam- ily and that you consequently have ry right to the Mornington inher- & epontansous ex- tonishment and pro- cry clamation of tost. And she at once went on, insist- ently: “1 right to the inheritance? 1 have nono at all, Monsieur le Prefet, none at all. I never knew Mr, Morn- ington. What is this story? There is some mistake.” She spoke with great antmation and with an apparent frankness that would have impressed any other man than the Prefect of Polica, But how could he forget Don Luis's arguments and the accusation made beforehand a@gainst the person who would arrive at tho meeting?” “Give me the papers,” ho said. Bhe took from her handbag a blue envelope Which was not fastened down and which he found to contain mber of faded documents, dam- the folds and ¢orn in different s Ilo examined them amid perfect silonce, read them through, studied them thoroughly, inspected the e#ig- notures 4itd ‘the geals through @ mag- ng Blass, and suid: They bear every sign of being , genuine, Tho sealy are official. “Th Monsieur 6 fe’ gala F ice in a trembling votes, “Then, Mademoiselle, you that your as most in ‘And, turning said: “Listen briefly to w ments contain and ove, Gaston Sauverand, Cosmo Mornington's heir in tho fourth line, had, as you know, an elder brother, called Raoul, who mo tell nee strikes me to the solicitor, he at the docu- lved dn the Argentine Republic. This brother, before his dea nt to Hu. rope, in the charge of ui old nurse, 4 child of five who was none other than his daughter, Uural but le- wally recognized 4: r whom he had had by Mule, Le teacher at Buenos A} “Here is the birth cer is the signed doclaritic tirely in the father’s ) the affidavit signed by Here are the depositions of three friends, merchants or solicitors at Buenos Ayres. And bere are the death certificates of tho father and mother, “All these docune Jegulized and bear ‘Lo the French Cons Por the pros- ent, I have no reason to doubt them; and Tam bound to look upon Florence Levasseur as Fooul Sanuverand's daughter and Guston Sauverand's niece." “Gaston Sauerand’s niece? . « His niece?” atammered Morence, Tho mention of a father whom sho had, 60 to ver known, left her unmoved he began to weep @t the rec tion of Gaston Sau- verand, oved so fondly and to whom she found herself inked by @uoh @ close rel. nship. Were her tea sincere? Or were they the tears of an actress able to rt down to the slightest details? Were those facts really re- vealed to her for the finst time? Or was she acting the emotions which the revelation of those facta would produce in her under natural condi- tons? Don Tails observed M, Desmaltons even more narrowly than he did the bul, aud Wied 40 seal Who sgeret have been 1s of the LL SEE You IN A MINUTE BOB 1AM JUST PHONING TOMY SWEETHEART. » 19 nothing to be done! thoughts of the man with whom the ision lay. And suddenly he be- certain that Florence's arrest resolved upon as defi-~ nitely as the arrest of the most mon- strous criminal, Then he went up to her and sald: “Florence.” looked at bim with tear-dimmed y 6 no reply. Slowly, he sald: “To defend youraelf, Florence—for, though I am @ure you do not know it, you are under that obligation— you must understand the terrible po- sition in which events have placed you. “Florence, the Prefect of Police has been led by the logical outcome of those events to come to the final con: clusion that the person entering th! room with an evident claim to the inheritance ts the person who killed the Mornington heirs. You entered the room, Creches, and you are w doubtedly Cosmo Mornington's heir, He saw her shake from head to foot and turn as pale as death. Nev- ertheless, she uttered no word and made no gesture of protest. He ent es o formal accusation. Do you say nothing in reply?" She waited some time and then de- clared: “T have nothing to aay. ‘The whole thing is a mystery, What would you have me reply? I do not understand!” Don Luis stood quivering with guish in front of her. He stam- mered: ane all? Do you accept?” ra second, she sald, in an - dertonet bed “Explain yourself, I bee of you, What you mean, T supposes is that if I do not reply I accopt the accu tion?” “Yes,” ane then?* “Arrent—prison*-—— “Prison!” She seemed to he suffering hide- ously Ver beautiful face was dis- torted with fe: ‘To her mind prison evidently represented the torments undergone by Marie and Sauverand, It must mean despatr, shame, death, all those horrors which Marte and Sauverand had been unable to avoid and of which she tn her turn would become the victim. An awful senso of hopelessness overcame her and she moaned: “How tired Iam! I feel that there I am_stified by the mystery around me! Oh, if I could only see and understand!” ‘There was another long pause, Leaning over her, M. Desmaltons studied her face with concentrated attention, Then, as she did not speak, he put hig hand to the bell on hia table and struck 1t three times, Don Lals did not stir from were Been Gn wlorencae Abate was Tae xed on Florence, a i ing within him between his love and generosity, which led him to belleve the girl, and his reason, which obit iim to suspect ‘her, Was she inn cent or guilty? He did not know. Everything was against her, And xt wey had he never ceased to love er ‘Weber entered, followed by his men, . ions spoke to him and pointed to Florence. Weber went up to her, “Florence! said Don Taus, She looked at him and looked at Weber and his men and, suddenly realizing what was coming, she re- treated, staggered for a moment, be- wildered and fainting, and fell back in Don Tils's arms: “Oh, save me, save me! me! ‘The action way so natural and un- Conse Mae oxy of diuiteaa ea Do save Wi UTE ENISSES EACH SMACK | clearly denoted the alarm which only the innocent can feel, that Don Luis ‘was promptly convinced. A fervent belief in her lightened his heart. His doubts, his caution, bis hesitation, his anguish—ell these vanished be- fore a certainty that dashed upon him like an Irresistible wave, And he cried: “No, no, that must not be! Monsieur le Prefet, there are things that cannot be permitted He stooped over Florence, whom he ‘was holding so firmly in his arms that nobody could have taken her from him. Their eyes met. His face was clive to the gir'’s. He quivered with emotion at fecling her throbbing, #0 ‘weak, no utterly helpless; and ho sald to her passionately, in a voice too jow for any but her to hear: "I love you, I love you. . . . Ah, Florenoe, if you only knew what I feel; how I suffer and how happy I oer: Ob, Florence, I love you, I love Weber had stood aside, from the Prefect, who wanted to wit- ness the unexpected conflict between those two mysterious beings, Don cals Perenna and Florence Levas- Don Luis unloosed his ar Placed the girl in a chair pte Dutting his two hands on her shoul. ders, face to face with her, he said: ‘Though you do not understand, rence, I am beginning to under- stand @ good deal; and I can already almost seo my way in the mystery that terrifies you. Hlorence, listen to me. It ts not you who are doing all this, is it? ‘There tg somobody else behind you, above you—somebody who gives you your instruotions, fon’t there, while ‘you yourself don't (oan he 1s leading you?" \ dy is inst Wha do you mean? Explain asi . am, Le® YOU are not alone in your life. Mhere are many things which you do because you are told to do them and because you think them right and be- cause you do not know their conse- quences, Answer my question: are you absolutely freo? Are you not yielding to some influence?” Tho girl seemed to have come to herself, and her tace recovered some of its usual calmness, Novertheless, it seemed as if Don Luis'’a question made an impressidn on her, “No,” she said, “there is no influ. bs A te | be ori sure of it." © insisted, with gr - nage! growing eager “No, you are not sure; don't a: that. Some one is dominating you without your knowing {t, Think for @ moment. You are Cosmo Morn- ingtou’s hoir, heir to a fortune which you don't care wbout, L know, L swear! Well, 4¢ you don't want that fortuna, to whom will it belong? Answer me, 1s there anyone who 1s interested or believes himself interested In seeing you rich? The whole question Mes in that. Is your life linked with that of some one else? Is ho a friend of yours? Are you engaged to him?’ She gave a start of revolt, “Oh, never! The man of whom you speak’ 1s incapable’-— “Ab" ho cried, overcome with joal- ousy, 7 confosa it! So the man of whom I speak existal I swear that the villain” —— He turned toward M Desmalions, his face convulsed with hatred He made no further effort to contain himself: “Monaleur le Profet, we are in aleht of the goal. I know the road that will leac us to it. The wild beast hunted down to-night, or to-m at least. Monsieur le Proefet, the let- ser that accompapiod those dasur ata sign 1AM SMOTHERING WORD oF Yo AS IT Cones THROUGH: THE PHONE -SMACK! A BiLuoN: KISSES TS MY PRECIOUS BABY FROM HER 'ITTLE SKINNY LOBSTER ILLION 00’ FUL, ments, the unsigned letter which this young lady handed you, was written by the mother superior, 0 PAnAed @ nursinghome in thé Avenue dew ‘Ternes. “BY Se ed immediate inquirios at that n *-home, by questioning the enpertar and confronting her with Mile. Levasveur, wo shall discover the identity of the criminal Dimeelf. But we must not loso a minute, or we phall be too late and «he wild beast will have fled.” His outburst waa irresistible. There was no fighting agotnat the violence of bis conviction. Still, M, Desma- lions objected: “Mile, Levasseur could tell ws!— “Sho will not speak, or at least not till later, when the,man las been unmasked in her presence. Mon- wieur le Prefet, I entreat you. to have the same confidence in me as before. Wave not all my a= ises beon fulfilled? Have ‘confidence, Monsieur le Vrefet, cast aside your doubts. Kemomber how Marlo Fau- ville and aston Sauverand were overwhelmed with charges, the most eerlous charges, and how they suc- cumbed in spite of their Innocen “Doés the Inw wish to see Mlorenco Levassour sacrificed as the two others were? And, besides, what I ask for is not her release, but the means to defend her—that is to say, an hour or two's delay. Let Deputy Chief Weber be responsible for her safe custody. Let your detectives go with us; these and more as well, for we cannot have too many to capture the joathgome brute in his lair.” few moments later Don Tals Porenna and }lorence Levasseur took their seats in a motor oar with Weber and two inspectors. Another cas, filled with detectives, followed. ‘The hospital was literally invested by the police forces an@d Weber neg- lected none of the precautions of a regular siege. The Prefect of Police, who arrived in his own car, was shown by the man- servant into the waiting room and then into the parlor, where the mother euperior came to him at once. With- out delay or preamblo of any sort he put dis questions to lier, in tho pres ence of Don Luis, Weber and Mlorence, “Reverend mother,” he said, “I have « jetter here which was brought to mo at beadquarters and which tells me of the existence of certain documents concerning a lemacy. Ac- cording to my information, this letter, which is unsigned and which ia ina disguised hand, was written by you. Ia that ac The mother superior,.« woman with 4 powerful face, and 4 determined air, roplied, without embarrassinct “That is po, Monstour lo Prefet, As I had the honor to tell you in my letter, £ would have preferred, fur obvious reasons, that my name siowld not be mentioned. Besides, the de- livery of the documents was all that mattered. However, since you know that Iam tho writer, [ am prepared to answer your questions.” M. Desmautions continued, glance at Mlorence: “I will firwt ask you, Reverend Mother, if you know this young lad: with a Monasteur le Profet, Florence was th us for elX months as a nurse a few yeurs ago, Sho gave such satisfactios ut I wat glad to take her back this day fortnight. As I bad read her story in the papers, 1 simply asked hor ta change ber name, We had & now staf hospital, and vas therefore ¢ refuge for | “But, as yc you must bo eiodugs hes" nal A have rea ware of 4 the pape the accusations |4 o’clock.”” rink aj Ae “Roaring Bill” Wagstaff By Bertrand M. Sinclair _ “ROARING BILL’ WAGSTAFF” fs a sequel to Sin clair’s novel, “North of Fifty-Three,” recently printed in The Evening World, ed It ts also a complete story by itself, so that a kr of the preceding novel is not necessary to full enjoyment of it. The same dash and suspense and outdoor charm, made “North of Fifty-Three” so popular, will be in even greater measure in this sequel. “Those accusations have no welght, Monsieur le Prefet, with any one who knows Morence. has one of noblest cters and one of the strictest consciences that I have ever met with.” ‘The Prefect continued: “Let ws of the documents, Reverend Mother, Whore do they coma from?” . eo an “Yesterday, Monstour to Profet, T found in my foom @ communication in which the writer proposed to send mé some papers that interested Florence Lev: — “How did any one know that sho was here?” asked M, Desmalions, in- torrupting her. “I can't toll you. The letter simply said that the papers would be at Ver- sailles, at tho poste restante, in my name, on a certain day—that is to say, this morning, IT was also as! hot to mention them to anybody and to hand them at 8 o'clock this after- noon to Florenee Levasseub, with instructions to take them to the Pre- fect of Police at once. I was also re- quested to have a letter conveyed to Sergt. Mazeroux.” Seret. Masseroux! That's odd. “That letter appeared to have to do with the same business. vory fond of Florence, So I sent the letter and this morning went to Ver- sallles and found the papers there, as stated. When I got back Florence was out, I was not able to band them to her until hor return, at about In any case, it was not not left the Sadnt. persisted in gearch: ning. Yoo. oar na quarters scrap of informatt: him and where bis time to time to ‘He also remained munication with At haif-past ten E i é i i : ; Whero were the papers posted?” “In Paris. Tho postmark on the envelope was that of the Avenue Niel, which happens to be the near- est office to this.” “And did not the fact of findin: ‘that letter in your room atrike you nly, Monsieur te Prefet, but no stusngor than all the other incl. dents In the matter.” “Nevertheless,” continued M. Deas malions, who was watching Filor- ence’s pale face, “Nevertheless, when you saw that the instructions which you received came from this house and that they concerned a person Iiv- jng in this house, did yeu not enters tain, the idea that that person”—— “Tho idea that Florence had en+ tered the room, unknown to me, for h @ purpose?” cried the superior, ny oan * be eenye weit? is able of doing such a ba Y was silent, Dut her Fy Hf is 2% i if 3 F z i Hi rf Hy i i ? I ? F i | be th REE eetite a z i ' i inca The git features betrayed the feelings the Qua! Henri 1V., which fornarpast of the isiand, @ mo! alarm that upsot har, ED Sutside's Rowse, Don Luts went up to her maid: “The mystery is . Florence, fen't it? And you ere ing. 0 consequence, ¥ Mother Superto ‘ou know, don’t you? And you know who ia conducting all this plot?” Sho did not answer, Then, turning to the deputy chief, the Prefect said: “Weber, please go and search the room which Mile, pied." And in reply to the nun’s protest: “It 1s indispensable,” he declared, “that we should know the reasons why Mile. Levasseur preserves such an obstinate silence.” Florence herself led the way. 7) Weber waa lcaving the room arte shat, a man's voice the Inside: bia “Drive down the Botlevard vaya, Thee Germain and along take tho Versailles Hosa But Don exclaimed: cnyot! ke care, Do - a care? Why?" “1 don't know,” said Don Luis who iy could not have said why Flor- o's behavior was making him un- easy, “Lt don't know, Still, I warn OY —— *Wober shrugged his shoulders and, accompanied by the superior, moved away. In the hall he took two men with him. Florence walked ahead. Sho went up a flight of stairs and turned down a long corridor, with rooms on either side of it, which, after turning a earner, led to a short and very narrow passage ending tn @ door. ‘This was her room, The door opened not fnward, into the room, but outward, into the passage. Florence therefore drew it to her, stepping back a4 she did 60, which obi r to do Nkewise, She took advantage of this to rush In and close the door be- Yind her go quickly that the deputy chief, when ho tried to grasp the Dandie, merely struck the air, He made an angry gesture: “Phe baggase! She means to burn » papers!” urning to the superior » other exalt wo the room? "No, Monsieur.” Ho tried to open the door, but she had locked and bolted it, Then he stood aside to make way for one of hia men, a giant, who, With one blow of his fist, snashed # panel. Weber pushed by him, put his arm h the opening, drew the bolt, , pulled open the door re precise led by the tenant of the ground floor, whom ahe had only seen once, in the evening, who paid by Checks ‘signed in’ (he Ramé $4 Chubins and who but very seldom to his apartment, she had taken of the fact that her lodge was pion ee Wi and the rieuing one moment man cried, in a louder tone: tr “Come with me, Florence. I imate upon it; and I will ae | t a, tay, snnoe sive you eveny j morning. nd, il vertheless ears 2 become my. wite I shall eave the country, prepera- tions are made. pasa A ltde later be again raising erg 3 ‘Afraid of what, Florence? t ae | ball kil you perhaps? No, no, have ba atin © portress had heard nothing more. But was this not endugh to suaety wey alarm? j ‘on Luls caught hold dep- uty chief: bell gd ome along! I knew it; the mas ts capable of anything. I tiger! He means to kill bee! - ’ He rushed outside dragging deputy toward 4 voles owo. Meanwhile, Walting 600 yards Mazeroux was trying to protests: “It would be better to search house, to pick up some clues”—— “Ob,” shouted Don his pace, will keep! . . . ground, the rufflan—and ence with bim—and he'a ! trap! , thri turned the ke and entered. Florence A little op he's gaining to He was shouting in the dark, gine the (wo men along with pi 3 ible force, ‘They neared the motors. maer iB her room. opposite showed had taken * be shouted jy distrib- ide to bar a 5 retggE g Fis It soon became 7} i, Rg tor whom "Get ready!" be ordered as soom Ing on the ground floor 4% he was in wight, “LN drive my rr had gone from * the yard ant in underneath f18 tried to get into the driver's wh, which happ 1 to be the Hut Weber objected and pushed woly superior’s; that she had pu un’s habit; and tut, tus dis whe had passed unnoticed , hint inside, saying “Don't trouble- the chauffeur knows: his business, He'll drive faster thas you would Jon Louis, the deputy ebtef, and two detectives crowded into the cabs Mazeroux took his seat beside the chauffeur, “Versailles Road!" roared Don Luis, again questioned The car started; and he continued; the mother superior and soon learned — "We've got him that Florence, before taking refuge He tntereupted himself: aod, as he {a the nursing-home, had spent for- was sitting on the baci sent, between eight hours tn some furnished the deputy chief and clive, he rimnents on the Te Saint-Louis, rome toward the widow and muut- ‘Tie cla Was nO th much, bat tered could not ne it, ‘The Pre “Why, look hee fock ot Police, who retained all byy doing? That's y doubts with regard to Viorense and what does this atiaghed extreme importance to the . | ting her, They pushed outside, But it was now dark; and every search waa ound to be vain tn so populous a quartor, M, Desmailons