Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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THE COURIER OP LYONS 91 the mail-bags and the travelers' portmanteaux. "I'll attend to him presently," growled Dubosc, and was as good as his word. When he emerged from the inn once more, the old pere Lesurques confronted him. "Joseph, my son," he quavered, anxiously, "what has happened? What do you here?" The bandit cocked his pistol deliberately, and the bullet shattered the old man's arm. Lesurques staggered back, horror and incredulity in his eyes. "You!" he gasped. "My son!" Dubosc laughed fiendishly in his face, and the old man raised his well arm in anathema. Inside the house he found the boy just emerging thru a trap-door from the cellar. The latter cried out at the sight of the blood and the dying man who lay upon the floor. He dashed to the sideboard and pulled open the drawer in his search for bandaging. "Look!" he cried. "They have left you gold!" The old man seized the bag and dashed it to the floor at the feet of the startled boy. "The price of my house's honor," he raged. Then he sank back in a faint. Daumier was the name of the judge to whom was assigned the investigation of the bloody affair of the Lyons mail-coach. He heard the evidence with painstaking care, and conviction was gradually forced upon his reluctant mind. Incredible as it might seem that a son should attempt the life of his aged father, all the evidence pointed to Lesurques. Both Chopard and Fouinard had been caught, but Dubosc and Curriol had escaped. Not until the hunting-crop, with Lesurques' name and address upon the handle, had been found, not until he had heard the separate stories of the old man and the boy, was Judge Daumier willing to pro LESURQUES AND THE ECCENTRIQUE CURRIOL ARE ACCUSED