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JACESOX Agent • - - - Clinton, Le Mystery.oI The Yellow Room By GASTON LEROUX * COPYRIGHT, 1SO% BY SRENT.ANO'S "After all. it is very tinseible," I said. 1 might intervene. "If 1 did not reason as I do In re- "The bicycle explains the ditsaPPenn. gated to this gravel," Rouletabille went ance of the murderer's big footprints," on, "I should have to aesume a bal. 18a14. "The murderer, with his rougb loon. So don't say a thing is possible boots, mounted a bicycle. His acconn when it could not be otherwise. We Plice, tbe wearer ot the neat Wets, know now bow the man entered by had come to watt for bim cal the edge the window, 4041 we also know the of the lake with the bicyele,. It might moment at which iee enMred—durIng be supposed that the murderer was I the 4 O'clock wale of the professor working for tbe other," and Iiis daughter. The fact of the "No, nor replied Itouletabille, with presence of the chambermaid, who bad n strange smile. "I have expected to come to clean up the yellow room, in , find these l'ootniarirs from the very the laboratory when M. Stangerson ; beginning, These are not the OW and Ids daughter returned from their ; marks of the murderer." walk at half past 1 perraits us to of- I "Then there were two?" firm that at half past 1 the murderer . "No; there was but one, and be had was not in the chamber under the bed no accomplice," intim he was in collusion with the "Very goodVery good!" cried Fred - chambermaid, 'What do you say, M. eric Larsen. Derma?" I "Look!" continued the young report - 14. Darzac shook bis head and said er, 'showing us the ground where It be was .sure of the chambermaid's tete been disturbed by big and heavy fleelity and that she was a thorough- heels. el'he man seated himself ly honeet and devoted servant. there and took og his bobnalled boots "Besides," be added, "at 5 o'clock which be bad worn only for tbe pur- Id. Stangerson went into the room to pose of misleading detection, and then fetch nis daughter's hat." . Po doubt, taking them away with him, "There Is that also," said Rouleta- he stood up in his own boots and bine. quietly and slowly regained the high road, holding his bicycle in his hand, for he could not venture to ride It on this rough path. That accounts for the lightness of the Impression made by the wheels along it In spite of the softness of the ground. If there had been a man on the bicycle the wheels would have sunk deeply into the soil. No, no; tbere was but one man tbere —the murderer on foot." "Bravo: Bravo!" cried Fred again. And, coming suddenly toward us and planting himself In front of, M. Rob- ert Darzac, he said to him: If we bad a bicycle here we might demonstrate the eorrectness of the young man's reasoning, M. Robert "That the man entered by the win- dow at the time you say, I. admit," I said. "nut why did he shut the win- dow/ It was an act which would nee. essarily draw •tbe attention of those wise bad left it open." "It may be the window was not shut at once," replied the young reporter. ntlut If be did shut the widow it was because of the bend in the gravel path a dozen yards from the pavillon and on account of the three oaks that are growing at that spot." • "Whet do.you mean by that?" asked ni, Darzac, who had followed us and listened with almost breathless atten• teat to all. that Rouletabille bad saki. 111 explain all to you later on., men- Darzac. Do you know .whether there Meer'when I ,think the moment to be is one at the chateau?" ripe for doipg so. But I. don't think "No," replied M. Darzac, "there is I have anything . of more, importance ,• not 1 took Mine four days 'ago to to say on ties effair If say hypothesis .Paris, the last time 1 came to the Is justified." • • , chateau before the crime." . "And what le your hypothesis?" "That's a pity," replied 'erred very "You will never know if It does not, then out to ne the truth. It is of much tie) &aye a nature to spean ot It so long as' it continues to be only a hy. .pothesis." ' "Here you at least. some Idereas. to who the murderer .1s?" • "No. monsieur, 1 don't know who the murderer is. But don't be afraid, AL Robert Dame. 1 shall know." I could not but observe that M. Dar - zee, was deeply roared, and' 1 suspect- ed . that Rouletabillen; tonflelent asser- tion was not pleashig to him.' Why, I asked myself, le be was really afraid that the murderer thould be discover - vel, was be,helping the reporter to find him? Me young friend seemed to have received theseine.: impression, for be said bluntly: • • "M. Dame, don't son want me. to 1 And out Who the murderer was?" . • "00, 1 should like to kill bim with toy own band!" cried Mlle. Stanger - son's tiance. with .a vehemence. that 'amazed me. . • "1: believe yet," said Rouletabille gravely., "But yon nave not answered my question." • • .. e.. ' • We were passing by, the thicket Of which the young reporter had spoken to tie a minute before. •I entered it and . pointed mit evident- traces of a man' who. had been hidden there. llopletabille once more was right: • "Yee. yes," be said "We hare to do witb-a .thing of flerib and blood, wile Clinton News -Record clarl,rog ONT erms of subseription—$1 per year in adVance $1.50 May be eharged „if not so paid, No paper discontinua ulatil all arneare are paid, Unlega at the opinion of the publisher. date to Which every eubseriptiOn paid is denoted on the label. 'Advertising rates—Teattsient Advet- tisemertte, 10 cents per nonpariel line for first insertion and 3 cents Per line tor each subsequent insert, Lon, Stnall advertisements not to exceed otie inch, such as "Strayed," or "Stolen," etc., in - Sated once for 85 centh and each Subsequent insertion 10 cent. emnitmicatiens intended for ptibliete, tion Mutt, As A gtiaeantee of good faith, be aecompanied by the name el the Writer. W. J. larITIMIA,, alitot Ikad VrOprIttOr, uses the same meant; tnat we do. It'll ail comeout on those . Having said this, he asked me for the paper pattern of the footprint which he had given the to take care of and applied it to a very clear foot- mark behind the thicket. "Ahar' he rising. I thought be was now going to trace back the trunk of the murderer's foot - Marks to the vestibule window, but he ied us instead far to the left, saying that it was useless ferreting in the mud and that he was sure now of the road taken by the murderer. "He went along the wall to the hedge and dry•ditch, Over which ne jumped. See, just in front of the little path leading to the lake, that was his near- est Way terget out." "How do you know he went to the immediately .concluded: lake?" "The man allowed the blood to flow "Because Frederic Larsen has not into his hand and handkerchief and quitted the borders of it since this morning. There must be sonte irepor. tant marks there." A few minutes later we reacbed the lake. It was a little sheet of marshy eva. ter. surrounded by reeds, on which floated :some dead water illy leaves. The great Fred may have seen u$ ap- proaching, but we probably interested him very little., for he took hardly any notive of us and continued to be stir. ring with his cane something 'whit!) we could not see. "Leolti" said Rouletabille. "Here again are the footmarks of the escap. Ing Wall. They skirt thelake here and finally disappear just before this path, which leads to the high road to Ept. nay. The man contineed bis flight to Paris." "What mates you think that?" 1 asked, "since these footmarks are not eontinued 00 tbe path?" "What makes me think that? Why, these footprints, which I expected to find!" he cried, pointing to the sharply outlined imprint of a beat boot. "Seel" And he ealled to Frederic /Arisen. "M. P'red, thee neat footprints seem to have been made since the discovery coldly. 'Then. turning to Itouletabille; be said: "If we go on at ibis rate we'll both come to the same CODCIUSiOn. Have you any idea as to bow the murderer got away front the yellow•room?" "Yes," said my young friend, "1 have an idea!' • "So have I," said Fred, "and -it must be tbe Same LIS yours. There are no two ways of reasoning in this affair. 1 am waiting for tbe arrival., of my chief before offering any explanation to the eeaminiug magistrate:" ' "Ab! tbe chief of the ponce'. coming? - "Yesthis afternooe. He ISgoing to sUminen before the magistrate in tbe laboratory an those who hive played any pain in this tragedy. It will, be very' intereeting. It is t pity yen won't be able to be present." "1' shall be preeent," said Roulette. bille centidently. • '"Really •you are an extraordinary fellow for your age!". replied .the de- tective in a tone.not Wholly free from • Irony. . ,"You'd tnake a 'wonderful de- .tective--if you had a • little more meth- od—if you clidn't follow your instincts' And that bump on your forehend. As. I have already several times observed, 14, ltouletabllle, you reason:too much. • You do not allow yourself to be geld- . ed by what you have seen.. Whet do. . you say to. the handkerchief full of blood and the red mark ef • the hnnd on the wall? You have seen the stain on the. well; but.' have only seen the• handkerchief.", • "Bab!" cried Rouletabille. "The Murderer was wounded in the hand by Mile. Stangersou's revoker." -"Defectire abservetion—defective ob- servation! The examination of the handkerchief, the numberless little round seariet steins, the impression ef drops which 1 found in the tracks of the footpriuts at the moment wben they were made on the floor, prove to me that the murderer was not wound- ed at all. Id. Rouletabille, the mur- derer bled at the nose!" • The great Fred spoke quite seriously. However, I could net refrainfrom 01 - tering an exclamation. The reporter looked gravely et•Pred, .wbo looked gravely at him. And Fred dried his hand on the wall. The fact is highly important," he added, "because there is no need of bis being wounded .in the hand for him to be the mur- derer." Rouletabille seemed to be thinking deeply. After a moment he said,: "There is something—a something, 111. Frederic Larsan, much graver than the misuse of logle, the disposition of mind in some deteetives which makes them in perfect good faith twist logic to the necessities of their preconeelved ideas: Beware of judicial error, M. Fred; it will,trip you up." And, latighing a little In a slightly bantering tohe, his hands In his pock- ete, Rouletabille fixed his cunning eyes on the great Fred. • Frederik Lorena silently contemplat, ed the young reporter who pretended to be as wise as himself. Shrugging his shoulders, he 'bowed to •us end moved geickly away, hitting the stones on his path with his stout Orate. Rouletabille watched his retreat and then turned toward us, bis face joyous and triumphant. "1 shall beat him!" be tried. "I Omit beat the great Fred, clever as he isl I shall beat them ell!" 4 of the crime" And he daeced a •double Shuttle. , "Yes, young man, yes. Tbey have Suddenly he stopped. My eyes folloW• been earefully made," replied Fred ed his gaze. They were fixed on M. without raising his head. "You see, Robert Berme, who was looking an* theft are steps that Om* and steps lously at the impression left by hie that go back." • feet eide by side with the elegant "And the man bad a bicycler cried footmarks. There wee not a particle the reporterf of difference between them! . Sere, after 'looking at the marks of We thought he was about to faint the bieyele, which followed, going and His eyes, bulging with terror, avoided naueb?" asked the reporter, pouring eoinint. tbe neat footprints. 1 thought U. while his right band, Yrith a enat- his omelet into tbe frying pan. ollobody Met him, monalenr. Hee , needle movement, twitched tit'•the beard that covered his honest, gentle and now despairing fnee- At length regaining his self possession, be bowed to us and, remarking in a changed voice that he was obliged to return to the chateau, left us. "The deuce!" exclaimed Rouletabille. He also appeared 10 be deeply con-' cerned. From his pocketbook be OW a Piece of white paper, as I had clean him do before, and with his scissors cut out the shape of the neat boot - marks, that were on the ground. Then bp lifted the new paper pattern with the one he had previously made. The Iwo were exactly alike, Rising, Roule tabille exclaimed suddenly, "The deuce!" Presently he added, "Yet I believe 51. Robert Dame to be an tion, est man." He then led meon tbe road to the Donjon inn, which we could see on the highway by the side of a stnall clump of trees. CHAPTER X. "We Shall Have te Eat Red Nett— Now." HE Donjon inn. was at least two centuries old, perhaps old- er. ender Its signboard over the threshold a man with a crabbed Woking face was standing. seemingly • plunged in unpleasant thought, If the evriakies on bis fore- head .and the knitting of bis prows were tiny Indication. • Men ltouletabille and I were close to him he deigned te see us and asked es In a tone euything but engaging wheth- er we, wanted anything. He wits no doubt the not very amiable landlord of this charming dwelling place. As we expressed a hope • that he would be good enough to turnish us with a breakfast, be assured us that he had no erovielons. "You may take es in," Rouletabilla said to him. "We ore not policemen." "I'm not afreld ot the pence I'm not afraid of any one," replied the man. •• I had made My friend understand by a sign that we should do better not to insist; but, being determined to enter .the inn,he slipped by the mao on the 'doorstep and was In the commonroom: "Come on,e he.saId. "It Is very eom.. fortable here." • • • A"good flre.was blazing -1n the chime ney, and we held' our needs to the warmth' it sent out. In %yes a morning in which the approach oe whiter was minastakable. The mote was a toler- ably large one, furnished . with two heavy tante% some stools; a counter decorated with rows of battles of sirup and aleobele .• • . eTbens a fine . tire for roasting a, chicken."- said Rouletabllie... "We have no ceicken. not teen :et wretched rabbit." said the landlord. I know." said my friend slow1y—"1. know. ,We shall have to eat -red meat . now,", • • "I confess 1 .did not in the least un- derstand Wbat Rouletebille meant by what be had•sale, but the landlord' es soon aa he heard the. words uttered en oath, white' he at mice stifled,. end, placed himself at Our orderses obe- dlently as M. Robett inereac-had done whenhe heard Rouletabille's.mysteri- ous sentence, "Tbe presbytery, has lost nothing of its charm nor the garden its brightness." • ' • , • . .The mint pushed open a , little side door and vaned to somebody to bribe him half e dozen eggs and a piecn of beefsteak. The commission was quick- ly enecuted by a strongly .bullt.yoting woman with .beautiful bland hair and handsome eyes, who •regarded us: with curiosity. ' The innkeeper said to her. roughly: "Get nut. and If the Green Mau comes don't let me see She disappeared,: ttouletabille took the eggs, which had been brought to him in a bowl,and the meat, which was on.a Idish, pieced all carefully be - 'side nbii in .the chimney, unhookedt frying pan and a gridiron and began to beat tip our omelet befere.proceed- 'leg to grill out beefsteak. He tben or- dered two bottles Of cider and seerbee to..tone as -little notice of our host as our host die Of him. The 'landlord let us do our own cooklue and set our table netir one of the windows, • Suddenly I beard him 'puttee: "Ah, tliere he is!" /els- face had changed, exptettsing fierce hatred. Ile went end glued him- self to one of tbe windows. watching the road. There Was no need for me to draw Rouletabille'S. attention.. He had already left 'out- omeiet and had joined the landlord .at the window. I weet *with bim. • A man dressed entirely In green vel, vet, his .head covered 'with a bUtitS. man's tap Of the same color, was ad- vancing leisurely, lighting is pipe as he walked. He carried it fowling piece slung at his back. His movements displayed ten 'almost aristocratic ease, Ile wore eyeglesses nnd 'appeared to be about five end. forty years' of age. His hair as well as his mustache Were salt grey. He 4.48 remarkably, hand- some. As lie passed near the inn be hesitated, AS if askieg himself whether or no he should enter it, gave a glanee toward us. took a few whiffs at his pipe and then resumed his walk at the same eonchalant pace. Rouletabille and I looked at our hose Ills flashing eyes, his clinched hands, his troubling lipe, told Us of his tu- minus:els feelings:. . • "Ile bag done well not to 001110 In here todayet be biseed. , "Who is that man?" baked reetilett, rethruing to hie omelette, "Tbe Green Man," growled the inn - keener. "Don't you know him? Then ail the better for you. Re is not an tiequaintance to initite, Web, he la M. Staugerson's forest keeper" "You don't appear to like hiM very an upetaii,' who must once niltrhA1.$1. fortithe of bits own. and be forgives nobody bemuse in order to live be has been convened to becoMe a serv- ant. A keeper is as inueb a eery:tut as uey other, Isn't te? Upon My word, oue would say that be la the Master of the Glaudier and that all the land and woods belong to him. Rell uot id t a poor creature eat a morsel' of bread ou the gruse—his geassi" "Does he often ("time here?" "Too often. liut I've made hint un- deretatel that his Nee doesn't pima nee and for a month past be batstet been here. Tise Donjon inn has nevet existed for him! Ile basun bad thne-. been too much engaged In paytne eourt to the landlady of the Thret Lulea at Saint Miceel. A bad fellow, Tnere 'isn't au Minest man who, can bear bine WIty. the concierges of the chateau wenki turn their eyes away from a pieture of him!" • "The concierges of the chateau are honest people then?" "Yes, they are, tie true as my name's Mathieu, monsieur, 1 believe thorn to be honest." "Yet they've been arrested?" "What does that prove? But 1 don't want to mix Myself up in other peei- ple's affairs." "And what do you thine of the at,. fair?" "Of tbe attack ou poor Mile. Stanger-. son? A good girl. Much loved every. where In the country, That's what I think of it—and many things besides. But that's nobody's business." "Not even mine?" lusisted Roulette. bille. The Innkeeper looked at him side. waysand said gruffly; "Not even yours." The omelet ready, we ant down at table and were silently eating when the door was pushed open and .an old woman, dressed in rags, leaning on a Stick, her bead doddering., ber white hair hanging loosely over her wrin- kled forehead, appeared on .the thres- hold. - "Ale there you are, Mother Ange • 000x! Its jong since we saw you . last," said eur host. "I have been very ill, very nearly dying," said the old woman. elf ever you should, have auy scraps for the Pete Mr Bou Dieu"--. And she entered, followed by a car Jaeger Mau any I had ever beneved could exist The beast looked at es and gave so hopeless' a talau that I sbuddered. I had never heard so lugabelous a cry. As if drawn by the cat's cry a. men followed the ole woman in. It was the Green Man. He saluted by rais- ing his hand to his cap end seeted himself at a table near to Ours. . "A glass of cider, Daddy Mathieu," he said. ' • As the Green Man entered Deady Mathieu bed started violently, but vis- ibly mastering .himself be said: "Pre not more cider. 1 served the last bottles to these gentlemen." "Then give nue a glass of white wine," .said the (Steen Man without showing the least surprise. "I've no mate winle wine—no more anything,'! said Daddy Mathieu surlily. "How, is Mme, Mathieu?” "Quite well, thank you." So Abe young %Tomeu with tbe large, tender eyes whom we bad *Just seen was the wife of this remnant and brutal rustic,. whose jealonsY seemed to empties:12e his pbysical ugliness. Slamming the 'door behind him, the innkeeper left the room. Mother. An- genoux was still standing. leaning OD her stick, thecat at her feet.• "You've been ill, Mother Angeuoux? Is that wbe e have not *cep you'for the last week?" -asked the Green Man. "Yes, ef. Neeper. 1 have been able to get up but three times to go to pray to St. Genevieve, our good patronees, and the'rest of the. time I have been tying on my bed, There was 00 0110 to care for Me but the Bete du Bon Dieu!" "Did site not leave you?" '"Neither by day nor by night." "Ate you sure of that?" , "As I alti of paradise." ' "Then bow Was it, Mme. Angenoure that .811 through the nigbt of the. mur- der nothing but the ery of the Bete du Don Dieu was heard?" • ' Mother Angenoux planted herself in 'front of the forest keeper and struck the floor with her stick. . "I don't know anything about it.". she said. "But shall 1 tell you some- • thing? There are no two cam in the world that cry like thnt. Well, on the night of the niardee 1 also heard the cry of theBete du Bon Dieu outside mid yet she was on my knees end die not mew once, 1 Swear. I crossed my• self when 1 heard that, as if I had 'heard the devil." I look,ed tit . the keeper ivhep he put the last question, and I au- 'Man mistaken if I did not detect • en evil' smile on bus Hos. At that moment the noise of loud qunrreling refueled as. We even thought- we heard a ditil sound Of VOWS. as If some one nus being beaten. • 'rite Green Man quiekly rose and hurried to the door by thr side of the fireplace, but it erne opened by the landlord. who • appeared and said to elle keeper: • , "Don't alarm yourself, monsieur. It Is my Wife. She has the toothache." And be laughed. "Here, Mother Ange: notix; here are mime scraps for your cat." Ile !tele out n packet to the old ten man, who took It eagerly and went out of the doon closely fejlowed bv her eat '"Then you won't serve me?" asked the Green Man. Daddy Mathieu's faCe was plaeld and no longer retained its DX06891011 of hatred. "I've nothing for you—nothing fot you. Take yourself off." The Green Men miletiy refilled his pipe, lit it, boWed to us and went out. NO sooner Was he over tbe threshole than Daddy Mathieu slarnined the door sifter him, and. turning tOtVard us, with eyes bloodshot and frothing et the mouth, he Meted to us, shaking his, Clinched sat at the door he had just shut on the man he evidently bated: "1 don't 1010W whet you are Who tell me 'We Shall have to eat red meal novr,' but if it will !merest you, te know it—tbat man le the Murderer!" With Whieh words' Daddy Mathieti immediately left us. Itouletabille turned toward the fireplaee and eat& "NOW we'll grill our eteak, Sow do You like the elder? It's is little tart, but I like it." Wen1 no inere,of Paddy gown that irly, tufa bbsoliite silende 'reigned ler the inn when we left it after plac- ing 5 franca on the table in payMeal for our feast. Roulet:401e at once set Ott en. three mile walk around Profesoor Stangerson'e estate. 110 baited for some ten minutes at the corner of a norrow road black with soot near to imam charcoal burners" huts In the forest of St. Genevieve, which Metier on the road from Bpiotty to Con ben, to tell toe that the murderer had certainly passed *that way before entering the grounds and concealing himself in the little clump of trees. • "You don't think. then, that the keeper knows anything of it?" I asked. "We shall see that later," he replied. "For the present I'm not interested in what the Ittudiore said about the man. 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