believed to be Eyraud was in Havana. As the man left the Consulate, whom
should he meet in the street but Eyraud himself! The fugitive had been
watching the movements of Mme. Puchen; he had suspected, after the
interview, that the woman would denounce him to the authorities. He now
saw that disguise was useless. He greeted his ex-employe, took him into
a cafe, there admitted his identity and begged him not to betray him.
It was midnight when they left the cafe. Eyraud, repenting of his
confidence, and no doubt anxious to rid himself of a dangerous witness,
took his friend into an ill-lighted and deserted street; but the friend,
conscious of his delicate situation, hailed a passing cab and made off
as quickly as he could.

Next day, the 20th, the search for Eyraud was set about in earnest. The
Spanish authorities, informed of his presence in Havana, directed the
police to spare no effort to lay hands on him. The Hotel Roma, at which
he had been staying, was visited; but Eyraud, scenting danger, had gone
to an hotel opposite the railway station. His things were packed ready
for flight on the following morning. How was he to pass the night? True
to his instincts, a house of ill-fame, at which he had been entertained
already, seemed the safest and most pleasant refuge; but, when, seedy
and shabby, he presented himself at the door, he was sent back into the
street. It was past one in the morning. The lonely murderer wandered
aimlessly in the streets, restless, nervous, a prey to apprehension,
not knowing where to go. Again the man from Sevres met him. "It's all
up with me!" said Eyraud, and disappeared in the darkness. At two in the
morning a police officer, who had been patrolling the town in search of
the criminal, saw, in the distance, a man walking to and fro, seemingly
uncertain which way to turn. Hearing footsteps the man turned round and
walked resolutely past the policeman, saying good-night in Spanish.
"Who are you? What's your address?" the officer asked abruptly. "Gorski,
Hotel Roma!" was the answer. This was enough for the officer. Eyraud was
know{sic} to have passed as "Gorski," the Hotel Roma had already been
searched as one of his hiding-places. To seize and handcuff "Gorski"
was the work of a moment. An examination of the luggage left by the
so-called Gorski at his last hotel and a determined attempt at suicide
made by their prisoner during the night proved conclusively that to the
Spanish police was the cred