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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 12, 1918)
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They are prepared in correct quan tity and convenient form, arc easy to take and are positively guaranteed to give prompt relief. In three sizes, scaled pack ages. Ask for the orii ial imported GOLD MEDAL. Accept no substitute#.— Adv. I . THE TEETH OF THE TIGER V. BT * J MAURICE LEBLANC r- TRANSLATED BT -s ALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOS I—— CHAPTER FIFTEEN. (Continued.) “You know it as well as I do. Confess! It’s possible that, during tlie last ten days, you’ve brought yourself, for love of that woman, to look upon her as in nocent in spite of the overwhelm ing proofs against Her. But to day the truth hits you in the eye. I feel it, I’m sure of it. Isn't it so, Chief? I’m right, am pnot? You see it for yourself?” This time Don finis did not pro test. With a drawn face and'set eyes he watched the motor bus, which at that moment was stand ing still at the corner of the Boulevard Hanssmann. “Stop!” he shouted to .the driver. The girl alighted. It, was easy to recognize Florence Levassfeur under her nurse’s uniform. She cast round her eyes as if to make sure that she was not being fol lowed, and then took a cob and drove down the boulevard and the Riie .de la Pepiniere, to the G&re Saint-LagaTe'.' ' Don Luis saw her from a dis tance climbing the steps that run up from the Cqnr de Rome; and, on following her, caught sight of her again at the ticket office “at the end of the waiting hall. “Quick, Mazeroux!” he said. “Get out your detective card and •ask thfe clerk what ticket she’s taken. Run, before another pas senger comes.” Mazeroux hurried and ques tioned the ticket clerk and're turned : •second class tor tiouen. “Take one for yourself.” Mazeroux did so. They found that there was an express due to start in a minute. When they reached the' platform Florence was stepping into a compartment in the middle of the train. The engine whistled. ' “Get ip,” said Don Luis, hiding himself as best he could. “Tele graph to me from Rouen; and I’ll join you this evening. Above all, keep your eyes on her. Don’t let her slip between your fingers. She’s very clever, you know.” “But why don’t you come your self, Chief? It would be much better-” “Out of the question. The train doesn’t stop before Rouen; and I couldn’t be back till this evening. The meeting at the Perfect’s at five o’clock.” “And you insist on going?” “More than ever. There, jump in!” He pushed him into ohe of the end carriages. The train started and soon disappeared in the tun nel. Then Don Luis flung himself on a bench in a waiting room and remained there for two hours, pretending to read the newspa pers. But his eyes wandered and his mind-was haunted by the ag onizing question that once more forced itself upon him: was Flor ence guilty or not? It was five o’clock when Major Comte d’Astrignac, Maitre Lep ertuis, and the secretary of the American Embassy Were shown into M. Desmalion’s office. At the same moment some one entered the messengers’ room and handed in his card. The- messenger on duty glanced at the pasteboard, turned his head quickly toward a group of men talking in a corner, and then ask ed the newcomer: “Have you an appointment, sir?” “It’s not necessary. Just say that I’m here: Don Luis Peren na.” A kind of electric shock ran through the little group in the corner; and one of the persons forming it came forward. It was Weber, the deputy chief detec tive. The two men looked each other in the eyes. Don Luis smiled am iably. Weber w’as livid; he shook in every limb and was plaiidy Striving to contain himself. Near him stood a couple of journalists and four* detectives. ‘ ‘ By Jove! the beggars are there for me!” thought Don Luis. “But their confusion shows that they did not believe that I should have the cheek to come. Are they going to arrest me?” Weber (lid not move, but in the f ~ ' * 35 end his face expressed a certain satisfaction as though he were saying: “I’ve got you this time, my line fellow, and you shan’t escape me. ’ ’ The office messenger returned and, without a word, led the way for Don Luis. Perenna passed in front of Weber with the politest of bows, bestowed a friendly lit tle nod on the detectives, and en tered. The Comte d’Astrignac hurried up to him at once, with hands outstretched, thus showing that all the tittle-tattle in no way af fected the esteem in which he con tinued to hold Private Perenna of the Foreign Legion. But the Perfect of Police maintained an attitude of reserve which was very significant. He went on turn-, ing over the papers which lie was examining and conversed in a low voice with the solicitor and the American Secretary of Embassy. Don Luis thought to himself: --iljVIy dear Lupin, there’s some one golnglo leave fhjgjropm with the bracelets on his wrists.' If it’s not the real culprit, it’ll be you, my poor old chap.” And he remembered the early part of the case, when he was in the workroom at Fauville’s house before the magistrates, and had either to deliver the criminal to justice of to incur the penalty of immediate arrest. In the same way, from the start to the finish of. the struggle, he had been obliged, while fighting the invis ible enemy, to expose himself to the attacks of the law with no means of defending himself ex cept by indispensable victories. Harassed by constant on slaughts, never out of danger, he had successively hurried to their deaths, Marie Fauville and Gas ton Sauverand, two innocent peo ple sacrificed to the cruel laws of war. Was he at last about to fight the real enemy, or would he him self succumb at the decisive mo ment? TT. _LV .1 1 • l i • . i iiiuuiu mo imims witil such a cheerful gesture that M. Des malions could uot help looking at hm. Dn Luis wore the radiant air of a man who is experiencing a pure joy and wdio is preparing to taste others even greater. The Perfect of Police remained silent for a moment, as though qsking himself what that devil of a fellow could be so pleased with; then he fumbled through his pa pers once more and, in the end, said: “We have met again, gentle men, as we did two months ago, to come to a definite conclusion about the Mornington inherit ance. Senor Caceres, the attache of the Peruvian legation, will not be here. I have received a tele gram from Italy to tell me that Senor Caceres is seriously ill. However, his presence was not in dispensable. There is no one lack ing, therefore—except those, alas, whose claims this meeting would gladly have sanctioned, that is to say, Cosmo Mornington’s heirs.” “There is one other person ab sent, Monsieur le Prefet.” M. Dcsmalions looked up. The speaker was Don Luis. The Pre fect hesitated and then decided to ask him to explain. “Whom do you mean! What person ? ’ ’ “The murderer of the Morning ton heirs.” This time again Don Luis com pelled attention and, in spite of the resistance which lie encount ered, obliged the others to take notice of his presence and to yield to his ascendancy. What ever happened, they had to listen to him. Whatever happened, they had to discuss with him things which seemed incredble, but which were possible because he put them into words. “Monsieur le Prefet,” he asked, “will you allowr me to set forth the facts of the matter as it now stands! They will form a natural sequel and conclusion of the in terview which we had after the explosion on the Boulevard Suchet. ’ ’ M. Desmalion’s silence gave I Don Luis leave to speak. He at I once continued: j “It will not take long, Mon sieur le Prefet. It will not take long for two reasons: first, be cause M. Fauville's confessions remain at our disposal and we know definitely the monstrous part which he played; and, sec ondly, because, after all, the truth, however complicated it may seem, is really very simple. “It all lies in the objection which you, Monsieur le Prefet, made to me on leaving the wrecked house on the Boulevard Suehet: ‘How is it,’ you asked, ‘that the Mornington inheritance is not mentioned in Hippolyte Fauville’s confession?’ It all iies in that, Monsieur le Prefet. Hip polyte Fauville did not say a word about the inheritance; and the reason evidently is that he did not know of it. “And the reason why Gaston Sauverand was able to tell me his whole sensational story without making the least allusion to the inheritance was that the inherit ance played no sort of part in Gaston Sauverand’s story. He, too, knew nothing of it before those events, any more than Marie Fauville did, or Florence Levas seur. There is no denying the fact: Hippolyte Fauville was guided by revenge and by re venge alone. If not, why should he have acted- as he did, seeing that Cosmo Mornington's mil lions reverted to him by the full est of rights? Besides, if he had wished to enjoy those millions, he would not have begun by killing himself. ‘ ~ *1,:— 4.1_p_ • . _ 11 b) 1.UV1V1.U1 V) X fc J VV/1 tain: the inheritance in no way affected Hippolyte Fauville’s re sblves or actions. And, Never theless, one after the other, with inflexible regularity, as if they had been struck down, in the very order called for by the terms or the Mornington inheritance, they all disappeared: Cosmo Morning ton, then Hippolvte Fauville, then Edmond Fauville, then Marie Fauville, then Gaston Sauverand. First, the possessor of the for tune ; next, all those whom he had appointed his legatees; and, I re peat, in the very order in which the will enabled them to lay claim to the fortune! “Is it not strange?” asked Perenna, “and are we not Found to suppose that there was a con trolling mind at the baek of it all? Are we not bound to admit that the formidable contest was influenced by that inheritance, and that, above the hatred and jealousy of the loathsome Fau ville, there loomed a being en dowed with even more tremen dous energy, pursuing a tangible aim and driving to their deaths, one by one, like so many num bered victims, all the unconscious actors in the tragedy of which he tied and of which he is now un tying the threads?” ' Don Luis leaned forward and continued earnestly: “Monsieur le Prefet, the pub lic instinct so thoroughly agrees with me, a section of the police, with M. Weber, the deputy chief j at its head, argues in a manner so exactly identical with my own, that the existence of that being is at once confirmed in every mind. There had to be some one to act as tlie controlling brain, to provide the will and the energy. That some one was myself. After all, why not? Did not I possess the condition which was indis pensable to make any one inter ested in the murders? Was I not Cosmo Mornington’s heir? “I will not defend myself. It may be that outside interference, it may be that eireumstances, will oblige you, Monsieur le Prefet, to take unjustifiable measures against me; but I will uot insult you by believing for one second that you can imagine the man whose acts you have been Jble to judge for the last two months capable of such crimes. And yet the public instinct is right in ac cusing me. “Apart from Hippolvte Fau ville, there is necessarily a crim inal ; and that criminal is neces sarily Cosmo Mornington’s heir. As I am not the man, another Heir of Cosmo Mornington exists. It is he whom I accuse, Monsieur le Prefet. “There is something more than a dead man’s will in the wicked business that is being enacted be fore us. We thought for a time that there was only that; but there is something more. I have not been fighting a dead man all the time; more than once I have felt the very breath of life strike against my face. More than once 11 have felt the teeth of the tiger seeking to tear me. “The dead man did much, but he /lid not do everything. And even then, was he alone in doing what he did? Was the being of whom I speak merely one who executed his orders? Or was he also the accomplice who helped him in his seheme! I do not know. But he certainly contin ued a work which he perhaps be gan by inspiring and which, in any case, be turned to his own profit, resolutely completed and carried out to the very end. And lie did so because he knew of Cosmo Mornington’s will. It is he whom I accuse, Monsieur le Prefet. “I accuse him at the very least of that part of the crimes and felonies which cannot be attribut ed, to Hipjaolyte Fauville. I ac cuse him of breaking open the drawer of the desk in which ^ | Maitre Lepertuis, Cosmo Morn ington’s solicitor, had put his client’s will. I accuse him of en tering Cosmo Mornington’s room and substituting a phial contain ing a toxic fluid for one of the phials of glycero-pho'sphate which Cosmo Morning-ton used for his hypodermic injections. I accuse him of playing the part of a doc tor who came to certify Cosmo Motnington’s death and of deliv ering a false certificate. I accuse him of supplying Hippolyte Fau ! ville with the poison which killed | successively Inspector Verot, Ed 1 raond Fauville, and Hippolyte ! Fauville himself. 1 accuse him of arming and turning against me the hand of Gaston Sauverand, who, acting under his hdviee and instructions, tried three times to take my life and ended b}' caus ing the death of my chauffeur. I accuse him of profiting by the relations which Gaston Sauverand had established with the infirm ary in order to communicate with Marie Fauville, and of arranging— for Marie Fauville to receive the hypodermic syringe and the phial of poison with' which the poor woman was able to carry out her plans of suicide.” -^ataSy Peronna paused to note the ef | feet of these charges. Then he went on: “I accuse him of conveying to Gaston Sauverand, by some un known means, the newspaper cut tings about Marie Fauville’s death and, at the same time, fore seeing the inevitable results of his act. To sum up, therefore, with out mentioning his share in the other erimes—the death of In spector Verot, the death of my chauffeur—I accuse him of kill ing Cosmo Mornington, Edmond Fauville, Hippolyte Fauville, Ma rie Fauville, and Gaston Sauver- ^ and; in plain words, of killing all those wrho stood between the mil lions and himself. These last words, Monsieur le Prefet, will tell you clearly what I have in my mind. ‘‘When a man does away with five si his fellow creatures in order to secure a certain number of millions, it means that he is convinced that this proceeding will positively and mathematic ally insure his eutering into pos session of the millions. In short, when a man does away with a millionaire and his four succes sive heirs, it means that he him self is the millionaire’s fifth heir. The man will be here in a mo ment.” vv nat: It was a spontaneous exclama 1 ion on the part of the Prefect of ^ Police, who was forgetting the whole of Don Luis Perenna’s pow erful and closely reasoned 'argu ment, and thinking only of the stupefying apparition which Don Luis announced. Don Luis re plied : “Monsieur le Prefet, his visit is the logical outcome of my ac cusations. Remember that Cosmo Mornington’s will explicitly states that no heir’s claim will bo valid unlfess he is present at to day’s meeting. “And suppose he does not come?” asked the Prefect, thus showing that Don Luis’ convic I tion had gradually got the better of his doubts. “He will come, Monsieur le Pre fet. If not, there would have • *_ been no sense in all this business. Limited to the crimes and other actions of Hippolyte Fauville, it could be looked upon as the pre posterous work of a madman. Con tinued to the details of Marie Fau ville and Gaston Sanverand, it ; demands, as its inevitable out [eome, the appearance of a person | who, as the last descendant of the Roussels of Saint-Etienne and ; consequently as Cosmo Morning ton’s absolute heir, taking prece dence of myself, will come to ! claim the hundred millions which j he has won by meaus of his in I credible audacity.” j “And suppose be does not come?” M. Desmalions once more exclaimed, in a more vehement tone.___ (Continued Next Week.) Major-General Davidson, who was elected to parliament recently, left gen eral headquarters in France by air plane, motored from his landing place to Westminster, took the oath and sat in the house of commons a while. Then he went back as ho had come. He was anxious to take his seat before recess, | could get only a few b'-prs off, and —