The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1884-12-10

parture. was strolllng about, feeling
very sad at heart, and trying to per-
suade myself that ] should fare better in
Turin, when noticed man lounging
along the opposite side of the street.
AS his face and bearing seemed familiar
to me, crossed the road to see him to
better advantage. Being clothedfn the
inevitable tourist suit he presented the
appearance of an ordinary British trav-
eler-so much so that believed must
be mistaken. But was right, after all.
In spite of his changed attire recog-
nized him the moment drew near. He
was the man with whom Kenyon had
engaged in wordy war outside San
Giovanni-the man who had remon-
strated with us for our expressed ad-
miration of Pauline-the man who had
walked away arm in arm with Ceneri.
The chance was too good a one to be
lost. He would, at least, know where
the doctor was to be found. / trusted
his memory for faces was not so re-
tentive as mine; that he would not con-
meet me with the unpleasant passage
which occurred when we last met.
walked up to him, and raising my hat,
requested him to favor me with a few
moments conversation.
/ spoke in English. He gave me a
quick, penetrating glance, then acknowl-
edging my salutation, professed, in the
same language, his wish to place him
self at my service. .tt.. .-....
81 am trying to ascertain the address
of gentleman who / believe lives here.
think you will be able to assist me-"
He laughed. 81 will if / can-but be-
ing like yourself, an Englishman, and
knowing very few people, l fear l can
be of little help to you"
81 am anxious TO find doctor named
Ceneri."
The start he gave as he heard my
words; the look, almost of apprehen-
sion, he cast on me, showed me that he
recognized the name. But in second
he recovered himself.
81 can not remember the name.
am sorry to say l am unable to help
you"
'But," said in Italian" / have seen
you in his company"
He scowled viciously. II know no
man of the name. Good-morning."
He raised his hat and strobe away.
Twas not going to lose him like that.
quickened my pace and came up with
him.
81 must beg Of you to tell me where
l can find him. must see him upon
an important matter. 1t is no use de-
nying that he is friend Of yours"
He hesitated, then halted. "You are
strangely importunate, sir. Perhaps
you will tell me your reason for your
statement that the man you seek is my
friendp"
81 saw you arm in arm with him."
"Where, may ask?"
"ln Turin-last spring. Outside San
Giovanni"
| He looked at me attentively. Eyes,
remember your face, now. You arc
one of those young men who insulted
lady, and whom / swore to chastise. y
"No insult was meant, but even haC
it been SO, it might be passed ovel
now"
mo INSULT have killed man fol
less than your friend said TO me!,'
"Please remember said nothing. But
that matters little. 1t was on behalf Of
his niece, Pauline, that i wish TO see
DIR. Ceneri."
A look of utter astonishment spread
over his face. "What have you to dc
with his nieceP" he asked, roughly.
THAT is his business and mine. Now
tell me where ! can find him."
| "What is your nameP" he asked curt
ly.
"Gilbert Vaughan"
"What are you?"
"An English gentleman-nothing
more"
He remained thoughtful for a few
seconds. 81 can take you to Ceneri, v
he said, "but first / must know what
you want with him, and why you men
ton Pauline's namep The street is mo-
the place TO talk Inlet us 90 else
where.p
/ led him TO my hotel, TO room where
we could talk at our ease.
snow, Mr.. Vaughan" he said, san
swer my question, and / may see my
way to helping you. What has Pauline
March TO do with the matterP"
"She Is my wife-that is all"
He sprang to his feet--a fierce Italian
oath hissed from his lips. His face was
white with rage.
"Your wifeP" he shouted. "You lie
I say you lie!''
| rose, furious as himself, but more
collected.
81 told you, sir, that / am an En-.
| glish gentleman. Either you will apol.
ogize for your words or / will kick you
out OF the room"
He struggled with his passion and
curbed IL. II apologize" he said, 81
was wrong. Does Ceneri know it9" he
asked sharply.
Certainly; he was present when we
were married.
| His passion once more seemed upon
the point Of mastering him. "Tradi.
tore" heard him whisper fiercely ia
himself. Ingannatorep' Then he
turned to me with composed features.
"If SO have nothing more to dc
save to congratulate you, MIR. Vaughan.
Your fortune Is indeed enviable. You
wife Is beautiful, and Of course good.
You will find her charming compan-
ion."
| l would have given much to know