The Mystery
The Yellow
By GASTON LEROUX
CHAPTER V. (Continued.)
Larson might be about fifty years of
age. He bad a fine bead, bis balr
turning grny. a colorless complexion
and a firm profile. His forehead was
prominent bis chin and cheeks clean
shaven. His upper Hp. 'without mus
tache, was finely chiseled. His eyes
were rather small and round, with a
look In them that was at once search
ing and disquieting. lie wrs of mid
dle height and well built, with a gen
eral bearing elegant and gentlemanly.
Larsan turned his head at the sound
of a vehicle which had come from the
chateau and reached the gate behind
him. We recognized the cab which
bad conveyed the examining magis
trate and his registrar from the sta
tion at Epinny. .
"Ah!" said Frederic Larsan. "If you
want to speak with M. Robert Darzac.
he Is here."
The cab was already at the park
gate, and Robert Durzac was begging
Frederic Larsan to open It for him.
explaining that he was pressed for
time to catch the next train leaving
Eplnay for Paris. Then he recognized
me. While Larsan was unlocking the
gate M. Darzac Inquired what had
brought me to the Glandier at such a
tragic moment. I noticed that be was
frightfully pale and that bis face was
lined as If from the effects of some ter
rible suffering.
"Is mademoiselle getting better?"' I
immediately asked.
"Yes," he said. "She will be saved
perhaps. She must be saved!"
He did not add "or It will be my
death," but I felt that the phrase trem
bled on his pale lips.
Rouletabllle Intervened:
"You are In a hurry, monsieur, but I
muBt speak with you. - I have some
thing of the greatest Importance to
tell you."
Frederic Larsan Interrupted:
"May I leave you?" be asked of Rob
ert Darzac. "Have you a key or do
you wish me to give you this one?"
"Thank you. I have a key and will
lock the gate."
Larsan hurried off In the direction
of the chateau, the Imposing pile of
..which could be perceived a few hun
dred yards away.
Robert Darzac, with knit brow, was
beginning to show Impatience. I pre
sented Kouletabtlle as a good friend
of mine, but as soon as he learned
that the young man was a journalist
he looked at me very reproachfully,
excused himself under the necessity
of having to reach Eplnay In twenty
minutes, b,owed and whipped up bis
horse. But Rouletabllle bad seized
the bridle aud, to my utter astonish
ment stopped the carriage wltb a
rigorous band. Then be gave utter
ance to a sentence which was utterly
meaningless to me.
"The presbytery has lost nothing of
Its churin. nor the garden Its bright
ness." The words had hardly left the Hps
of Rouletabllle than I saw Robert
Durzac quail. Pale as he was, be be
came paler. His eyes were fixed on
the young man In terror, and he Im
mediately descended from the vehicle
Jn an inexpressible state of agitation.
"Come come in!" he stammered.
Then suddenly and with a sort of
fury be repeated:
"Let ns go, monsieur."
Be turned up by the road be bad
come from the chateau, Rouletabllle
still retaining bis bold on the horse's
iridic. 1 addressed a few words to M.
Darzac, but be made no answer. My
looks questioned JEtouletabllle, but bis
gaze was elsewhere.
CHAPTER VI.
In the Heart of the Oak Grove.
reached the chateau and, as'
we approached it, saw- four
gendarmes pacing in front of a
little door in the ground floor
of tue donjon. We soon learned that
In this ground floor, which bad former
ly served as a prison, M. and Mme.
Bernler, tha concierges, were confined.
M. Robert Darzac led us into the
modern part of the chateau by a large
door, protected by a projecting awning
-a "marquise" as it Is called. Roule
tabllle, who bad resigned the horse and
the cab to the care of a servant never
took bis eyes off M. Darzac. I fol
lowed bis look and perceived that it
was directed solely toward the gloved
hands of the Sorbonne professor.
When we were in a tiny sitting room
fitted with old furniture. M. Darzac
turned to Rouletabllle and said sharp
ly: "What do you want?"
. The reporter answered in an equally
sharp tone:
"To shake you by the hand."
Darzac shrank back.
"What does that mean?"
Evidently he understood, what I also
understood,' that my friend suspected
him of the abominable attempt on the
life of Mile. Stangerson. The linpres
slon of the blood stained hand on the
walls of the yellow room was In his
mind. I looked at the man closely.
His haughty face, with its expression
ordinarily so straightforward, was at
this moment strangely troubled. He
I
held out "his right hand and," referring
to me, said:
"As you are a friend of M. Salnclair,
who has rendered me Invaluable serv
ices in a Just cause, monsieur. I see
no reason for refusing you my hand"
Rouletabllle did not take the extend
ed band. Lying with the utmost au
dacity, be said:
"Monsieur. I have lived several years
in Russia, where I have acquired the
bablt of never talcing any but an un
gloved band."
I thought that thr Sorbonne profess
or would express his anger openly,
but. on the contrary, by a "visibly vio
lent effort be calmed himself, took
off his gloves and showed his hands.
They were unmarked by any cicatrice.
"Are you satisfied?"
"No!" replied Rouletabllle. "My
dear friend." be said, turning to me.
"I am obliged to ask you to leave us
alone for a moment."
I bowed and retired, stupefied by
what I had seen and beard. I could
not understand why M. Robert Dar
zac had not already shown the door to
my Impertinent, Insulting and stupid
friend. I was angry myself with Roule
tabllle at that moment for his sus
picions which had led to this scene of
the gloves.
For some twenty minutes I walked
about In front of the chateau, trying
vainly to link together the different
events of the day.
When Rouletabllle came out of the
chateau In the company of M. Robert
Darzac, extraordinary to relate, I saw
at a glance that they were the best of
friends.
"We are going to the yellow room.
Come with us," Rouletabllle said to
me. "You know, my dear boy, I am
going to keep you wltb me all day.
We'll breakfast together somewhere
about here"
"You'll breakfast with me here, gen
tlemen" "No, thanks," replied the young man.
"We shall breakfast at the Donjon
inn."
"You'll fare very badly there. You'll
not find anything"
"Do you think so? Well, I hope to
flud something there," replied Roule
tabllle. "After breakfast we'll set to
work again. I'll write my article, and
if you'll be so good as to take it to the
office for me"
"Won't you come back wltb me to
Paris?"
"No; I shall remain here."
I turned toward Rouletabllle, He
spoke quite seriously, and M. Robert
Darzac did not appear to be In the
least degree surprised.
We were passing by the donjon and
heard walling voices. Rouletabllle
asked:
"Why have these people been ar
rested?" "It is a little my fault," said M. Dar
zac. "I happened to remark to the
examining magistrate yesterday that
it was inexplicable that the' conciergas
bad bad time to bear the revolver
shots, to dress themselves and to cover
so great a distance as that which lies
between their lodge and the pavilion
In the space of two minutes, for not
more than that Interval of time bad
elapsed after the firing of the shots
when they , were met by Daddy
Jacques."
"That was suspicious evidently," ac
quiesced Rouletabllle. "And were they
dressed?"
"That Is what Is so incredible. They
were dressed completely not one part
of their costumes wanting. The wo
man wore wooden shoes, but the man
bad on laced bouts. Now they assert
that they went to bed as half past 9.
On arriving this morning the examin
ing magistrate brought with him from
Paris a revolver of the same caliber as
that found lu the room, for he couldn't
use the one held for evidence, and
made his registrar fire two shots in
the yellow room while the doors and
windows were closed. ' We were wltb
hi in in the lodge of the coucierges, and
yet we heard nothing not a sound.
The concierges have lied, of that there
can be no doubt. They must have been
already waiting not far from the pa
vilion waiting for something! Cer
tainly they are not. to be accused of
being the authors of the crime, but
their complicity Is not improbable.
That was why M. de Marquet had
tbein arrested at once."
"If they bad been accomplices," said
Rouletabllle. "they would not have
been there at all. When people throw
themselves Into the arms of Justice
with the proofs of complicity ou them,
you can be sure they are not accom
plices. I don't believe there are any
accomplices In this affair."
"Then why were they abroad at mid
night? Why don't they say?"
"They have certainly some reason
for tbelr silence. What that reason is
bus to be found out. for, even if they
are not accomplices, it may be of im
portance. Everything that took place
on such a night is Important."
We bad crossed an old bridge thrown
over the Douve and were entering the
part of the park called the Oak grove.
The oaks here were centuries old. Au
tumn had already shriveled their
tawny leaves. This place, which made
moiselle found cheerful and in which
she lived . in the summer season, ap
peared to us as sad and funereal now.
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The soil was black and muddy frwn
ttwt recent rains and the rotting of the
fallen leaves. The trunks of the trees
were black, and the sky above us was
now, as If In mourning, charged wltb
great heavy clouds.
And it was in this somber and deso
late retreat that we eaw the white
walls of the pavilion as we approach
ed. It was a queer looking building,
without a window visible ou the 6lde
by which we neared it A little door
alono marked the entrance to it It
might have passed for a tomb, a vast
mausoleum in the midst of a thick for
est As we came nearer we were able
to make out its disposition. The build
ing obtained all the light it needed
from the south that Is to say. fron;
tbe open country. The little dooi
closed on the park. M. and Mile. Stan
gerson must have found it an ideal se
elusion for their work and theii
dreams.
Tbe pavilion had a ground flooi
which was reached by a few stops,
and above It was an attic, with which
we need not concern ourselves. The
rooms of tbe pavilion were as follows.
Tbe yellow room, with its one win
dow and Its one door opening into the
laboratory.
The laboratory, with Its two large
barred windows and its doors, -one
serving for the vestibule, the othei
for the yellow room.
Tbe vestibule, with its unbarred win
dow and door opening into the park.
The lavatory, between the vestibule
and the yellow room.
Besides these chambers there was a
flight of stairs leading to the attic, j
Tbe only chimney was tbe large one In
tbe laboratory.
Before mounting the three steps lend
ing up to the door of the pavilion
Rouletabllle stopped and asked M.
Darzac point blank:
"What was tbe motive for the
crime?"
"Speaking for myself, monsieur, there
can be no doubt on the matter." said
Mile. Stangerson's fiance, greatly dis
tressed. "The marks of tbe fingers,
tbe deep scratches on tbe chest and
throat of Mile. Stangerson, show that
the wretch who attacked her attempt
ed to commit a frightful crime. The
medical experts who examined these
traces yesterday affirm that they were
made by the same hand as that which
left Its red imprint on the wall an
enormous hand, monsieur, much too
large to go Into my gloves," be added,
with an Indefinable smile.
"Could not that blood stained band,"
I Interrupted, "have been the hand ol
Mile. Stangerson, who, In the moment
of falling, had pressed It against the
wall and. lu slipping, enlarged the im
pression?" "There was not a drop of blood on
either of her hands when she was
lifted up." replied M. Darzac.
"We are now sure," said I, "that it
was Mile. Stangerson who was armed
with Daddy Jacques' revolver, since
she wounded the hand of the murder
er. She was In fear, then, of some
body or something."
"Probably."
"Do you suspect anybody?"
"No." replied M. Darzac, looking at
Rouletabllle.
Rouletabllle then said to me:
"Ynll milMf L-llrtW llltr fptanil l.n
inquiry is a little more advanced than
M. de Marquet has chosen to tell us.
He not only knows that Mile. Stanger
son defended herself with the re
volver, but he knows what the weapon
was that was used to attack her. M.
Darsac tells me it was a mutton bone.
Why Is M. de Marquet surrounding
this mutton bone wltb so much mys
tery? No doubt for the purpose ol
facilitating the inquiries of tbe agents
of the police. He imagines perhaps
that the owner of this instrument of
crime, the most terrible invented, is )
going to be found among those who,
are well known in tbe slums of Paris j
who use It"
"Has a mutton bone been found lu
the yellow room?" I asked blm. j
, "Yes, monsieur." said Robert Darzac, !
"at the foot of the bed, but I beg of
you not to say anything about it." (I
made a gesture of assent.) "It was an
enormous mutton bone, the top of which,
or, rather, the Joint was still red
with the blood of the frightful wound.
It was an old bone, which may, ac
cording to appearances, have served in !
other crimes. That 8 what M. de Mar
quet thinks, who has had it sent to tbe
municipal laboratory at Paris to be
analysed. In fact, be thinks he has
detected on it not only tbe blood of
tbe last victim, but other stains of
dried blood, evidences of previous
crimes."
"A mutton bone in tbe band of a
skilled assassin is a frightful weapon,"
said Rouletabllle, "a more certain
weapon than a heavy hammer."
"Tbe scoundrel has proved it to be
so," said M. Robert Darzac sadly.
"The Joint of the bone found exactly
fits the wound Inflicted. My belief
is that the wound would nave been
mortal if tbe murderer's blow had not
been arrested In the act by Mile. Stan
gerson's revolver. Wounded in tho
hand, be dropped the mutton bone and
fled. Unfortunately tbe blow bad
been already given, and mademoiselle
was stunned after having been nearly
strangled. If she had succeeded in
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wounding the man with the first shot
of the revolver, she would doubtless
have escaped the blow with tho bone.
But Bhe had certainly employed her "re
volver too late. The first shot devi
ated and lodged in the celling. It was
the second only that took effect."
navlng said this. M. Darzac knocked
at the door of the pavtllou. I must
confess to feellng a strong impatience
to reach the spot where the crime had
been committed. It was some time be
fore the door was opened by a man
whom I at once recognized as Daddy
Jacques.
He appeared to be well over sixty
years of age. He had a long white
beard and white hair, on which he
wore a flat Basque cap. He was dress
ed in a complete suit of chestnut col
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bots were on his feet. He had rather
a waspish looking face, the expression
of which lightened, however, as soon
as he saw M. Darzac.
"Friends," said our guide. "Nobody
in the pavilion. Daddy Jacques?"
"I ought not to allow anybody to en
ter, M. Robert, but of course the order
does not apply to you. These gentle
men of Justice have seen everything
there Is to be seen and made enough
drawings and drawn up enough re
ports" "Excuse me, M. Jacques, one ques
tion before anything else," said Roule
tabllle. "What Is it young man? If I can
answer it"
"Did your mistress wear her hair in
bands that evening? You know what
I mean over her forehead?"
"No, young man. My mistress never
wore her hair iu the way you suggest,
neither on that day nor on any other.
She had her hair drawn up, as usual,
so that her beautiful forehead could be
seen, pure as that of an unborn child!"
Rouletabllle grunted and set to work
examlulng the door, finding that it fas
tened itself automatically. He satis
fied himself that it could never remain
open aud needed a key to open It.
Then we entered the vestibule, a small,
well lit room paved with square red
tiles.
"Ah, this is the window by which
the murderer escaped!" said Roule
tabllle. "So they keep on saying, monsieur;
so they keep on saying. But If be bad
gone off that way we should have been
sure to have seen him. We are not
blind, neither M. Stangerson nor I nor
the concierges who are In prison. Wby
have they not put me in prison, too, on
account of my revolver?"
Rouletabllle had already opened tbe
window and was examining the shut
ters, "Were these closed at the time of tbe
crime?"
"And fastened with the iron catch
inside," Bald Daddy Jacques, "and I
am quite sure that the murderer did
not get out that way."
"Are there any blood stains?"
"Yes on the stones outside but
blood of what?"
"Ah," said Rouletabllle, "there are
footmarks visible on the path! Tbe
ground was very moist. I will look
into that presently."
"Nonsense!" said Daddy Jacques.
"The murderer did not go that way."
"Which way did be go, then?"
"How do I know?"
Rouletabllle looked at everything,
smelled everything. He went down on
bis knees and rapidly examined every
one of the paving tiles. Daddy Jacques
went on:
"Ah, you can't find anything, mon
sieur. Nothing has beea found. Aud
now It is all dirty. Too many persons
have tramped over it . They wouldn't
let me wash It. but on the day of the
crime I had washed the floor thor
oughly, and if the murderer had cross
ed it wltb his hobnailed boots I should
not have failed to see where be ' bad
been. He has left marks enough in
mademoiselle's chamber."
Rouletabllle rose.
"When was the last time you washed
thesetiles?" be asked, and he fixed on
Daddy Jacques a most searching look.
"Why as I told you on the day of
the crime, toward half past 6 while
mademoiselle and her father were tnk.
lug a little walk before dinner here in 1
this room. They dined in the labora
tory. The next day the examining
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"Yes; Just And will my feet really
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glad!"
"Young girls or your age." sold the
shoemaker, "have feet one or even two
sizes bigger than they have when they
are quite grown up are twenty or
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there wore on the floor as plainly as It
they bad been made with Ink.on white
paper. Well, neither lu the laboratory
nor In the vestibule, which were both
as clean as a new pin, were there any
traces of a man's footmarks. Since
they have been found near this win
dow outside, he must have made his
way through the celling of tho yellow
room Into the attic, then cut his way
throush the roof and dropped to the
ground outside the vestibule wludow.
But there's no hole, neither In the cell
ing of the yellow room nor In the roof
of my attic; that's absolutely certain.
So, you see, we know nothing noth
ing. And nothing will ever be known!
It's a mystery of $he devil's own mak
ing." Rouletabllle went down upon his
knees again almost In front of a small
lavatory at tho back of the vestibule.
In that position he remained for about
a minute.
"Well?" I asked him when be got
ui-
"Oh, nothing very Important A drop
of blood," he replied, turning toward
Daddy Jacques as he spoke. "While
you were washing the laboratory and
this vestibule was tho vestibule win
dow opeu?" be asked.
"No, monsieur. It was closed. But
after 1 had done washing tho floor I
lit some charcoal for monsieur In the
laboratory furnace, and as I lit It
with old newspapers It smoked, so I
opened both, the windows In tho labo
ratory and this one to make a current
of air. Then I shut those In the labo
ratory and left this one open when I
went out. When I returned to the
pavilion this window bad been closed
and monsieur and mademoiselle were
already at work in the laboratory."
"M. or Mile. Stangerson had no
doubt shut It?"
"No doubt."
"You did not ask them?"
"No."
After a close scrutiny of the little
lavatory and of the stnlrcaso leading
up to tho attic Rouletabllle to whom
we seemed no longer to exist entered
the laboratory. I followed him. I
wag, I confess, In a state of great ex
citement. Robert Darzac lost none of
my friend's movements. As for me,
ray eyes were drawn at once to the
door of the yellow room. It was closed
and, as I immediately saw, pjrtlally
shattered and out of commission.
My frleud, who went about bis work
methodically, silently studied the room
in which we were, it was large aud
well lighted. Two big windows -almost
bays were protected by strong
Iron burs aud looked out upon a wide
extent of country.
The whole of one side of the labora
tory was taken up with a largo chin-
ney, crucibles, ovens and such Imple
ments as are needed for chemical .:;
perlmeuts; tables loaded with vials,
papers, reports, un electrical machine
au apparatus, as II. Darzac informed
me, employed by Professor Stangerson
to demonstrate the dissociation of mat
ter under the action of solar light
ar.d other scientific Implements.
Along the wuils were cabinets, plain
or glass fronted, through which were
visible microscopes, special photo
graphic apparatus and a large quanti
ty of crystals.
Rouletabllle, who was ferreting In
tho chimney, put his fingers Into one
of the crucibles. Suddenly he drew
himself up and held up a piece of half
consumed paper lu his hand. He stop
ped up to where we were talking by
0110 of the windows.
"Keep that for us, M. Durzac," he
said.
I bent over the piece of scorched
paper which M. Darzac took from the
hand of Rouletabillo nnd read dis
tinctly the only words that remained
legible:
"Presbytery lost nothing charm,
nor tho gar-its brightness."
Twice since the morning these same
meaningless words had struck mo. and
for the second time I saw that they
produced on the Sorbonne professor
the same paralyzing effect M. Dar
sac's first anxiety showed Itself when
he turned bis eyes In the direction of
Daddy Jacques. But, occupied as he
was at another window, he had seen
nothing. Then, tremblingly opening
his pocketbook, be put the piece of pa
per bito It, sighing, "Mv God!"
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During thU tlr.ie R.uletaMlto had
mounted into fie openln: of the fire
gratethat 1 1 t any, he h: d got upon
the bricks of a f . rnnce and v.t.s at
tentively examining the chlmv.ey,
which grew narrower toward t'ju top.
the outlot from it being clo.ed vrlth
. sheets cf iron fastened Into the brick
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"Impossible to get out that wo-." ho
I said, Jumping back Into tho laboratory.
j "Besides, even If he had tried to !.) It.
he would have brought all fiat iron
work down to the ground. No, no; It is
not ou that side we have to search."
Rouletabllle next examined thu fur
niture and opened the doors of the
cabinets. Then he came to the win
dows, through which, he decl-red. no
one could possibly have passed. At the
second window he found Duddy
Jacques In contemplation.
"Well, Daddy Jacques," be said,
"what are you looking at?"
"That policeman who la nlwnys r"
lng round and round the lake. Arxtbcr
of those fellows who think they tan
see better than anybody else!"
"You don't know Freddie Lnr-nn.
Daddy Jacques, or yc.:i wouldn't Kpenlc
of blm In that way,", sn'd Rouletabllle
In a melancholy tone. "If fier" H nny
one who will find the rurdorrr It will
bo he." And Roulctal llle heaved a
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8YNOP3I3.
CHAPTER I A mysterious at
Uropt U made at midnight to mur
der Mile. Stangerson, daughter and
assistant of Prof. Stangerson, who Is
at work on his theory of the dlssocl
a' Ion of matter In a pavilion near his
chateau. Pistol shots and the young
woman's cries for help are hoard
behind the lockei and bolted djorof
her chamber, the yellow room. The
cries are answered by Professor Stan
.vrsoii and Daddy Jacques, an aged
servant. Aided by the concierges,
Bernler and his wife, they break open
the door and find Mile. Stangerson
i voonlng and half strangled, with a
wound lu ber temple, but find no
trace of her assailant. The only
possible outlet from the yellow room
U the dor. Tbe walrd cry of the
"tele du bon Dleu," a cat belonging
to -Mother Angenoux, a recluse, is
beard Just before Mile. Stangerson's
cries. II Joseph Rouletabllle, a reporter-detective,
is introduced to tbe
reader by M. Salnclair, the narrator
of the story, Rouletabllle declares
I He revolver was fired by Mile. Stan
t TH0.1, wounding her assailant in
the hand, Salnclair is to use his
trten-lshlp with M. Darzac, Mile. Stan
gerson's lover, to introduce Rouleta
Lllle Into the chateau. Ill Rouleta
bll'.j Induces M. de Marquet, the ex
amining magistrate, and M. de Ma.
lelne, h's regh'rar, to talk about the
case. The only poslsble point of
egress lrom the pavilion for tbe
murderer has been the window of the
pavilion's vestibule, near which blood
stains have been found. The win
dow, however, was found latched af
ter the assassin's escape. A bullet
hole Is found in the celling of the
yellow room.
Stomach Trouble Cured. . .
If you have any trouble with your
stomach you should take Chamber
lain's Stomach and Liver Tablets.
Mr. J. P. Klote of Edlna, Mo., says:
"I have used a great many differ
ent medicines for stomach trouble,
but find Chamberlain's Stomach and
Liver Tablets more beneficial than
any other remedy I ever used."
For sale- by'Burnaugh & Mayfleld.
GAME LAW 8.
Any person knowing of any viola
tlon of the game or fish laws of th
state, or of persons not DroDerb
keeping screens over irrtgatior
ditches, are requested to notify
JOB CLEMON9,
Deputy State Game and For"
Warden, Zumwalt, Oregon. Hit ,'
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