The Indianapolis journal., 1893-05-21
Tomorrow and she would tell him. and
then be could shoot her If she did not please

Tomorrow and she would tell him. and
then be could shoot her If she did not please
him.
$50 che moved gently away to the house.
and said good night to the Baron and LETT
him. / could not tell you how she did 1t,
but there she was safe inside the doors.
and the Baron outside with his pistol L
was for seiZing him and getting the pistol,
but the Signora would not permit.
''She locke ed all the doors. but sent me
outside first to call some aid from the town;
not the gendarmes. for they run TO the east
when the storm Is in the west. but AMIGO.
and Paula and Giacomo. oil comrades, and
strong as horses. All the same O man with
q pistol is q good enemy. SO went to the
town, running. and the Signorlna stayed,
with the doors locked. and the Baron out
side.
MEAN while the little Tito had been left
alone; Caroline put him In his bed. and
helped the Signorina to lock the house.
But the bsmbins did not sleep. not he. He
crept out of his bed and 30 the window.
which was open. and out on TO she balcony
which was around 1t.
And there below him was the Baron.
stamping about and raving. like Spanish
bull. The little Tito peered at him through
the bars and made little sounds, and the
Baron saw him.
mo one can tell what came to his mind,
but he just drew out his pistol and shot
once-only once-and scarcely sound. but
the Signora heard it from below. Then she
did not guess 1t was to do with her little
one. lt was my Carolina who found him.
the little bamblna, lying quite dead. with
his little face ali over blood.
Santa Maria But 1t was q terrI Die end
Ing. We came back soon after, my COM
rades and me. We had fight for the
Baron. He gave me this, he said. pointing
TO o scar on the back of his neck. But
that Signor. was his last shot. He had
so We got him safely then. and took him
to the town. and the gendarmes. They
found after awhile that he WAS mad. and
had been so for year. But be had escaped
from his people and come TO l.. And
you see he never forgot the Signora. He
would have killed her. too, may be, but she
| is O wise woman,
The poor soul she nearly went mad. too.
S.nor. after that. They took the little
| TITO aud buried him with his mother. by
| the lake here. The Signors goes there
| often. and Care lima says she weeps. too.
Well. soon @ Ger that and when the Baron
| had gone away for always. Herr Schink-
| mann came back. The divorce WAS grant
| ed, and the SiRnora had settled her day for
| the wedding. On the morning of it n letter
| came; il had travelled far. from New Zea-
land. | think. and 1t said Cont was dead.
| No more.
so you see all that expense for the d-
| vorce might have been saved. So the Sig
| nora married the SchinkmanD. and she 10
| no longer the Slgnora, but Frau Schnk-
mann. and that villa is hers mp there. Car
every day; Carolina has a sharp tongue,
| Signor. and WE'LL like TO row the Signor
| IDRlise IN my boat"
| Brevio smiled knowingly as he ended his
narrative. and We turned the boats head
| toward home. As we landed, Brevio
| touched my brothers arm, and said:
| Look. look, Signor, this way; there is the
good Fran Schinkmann. She is coming
| this way. and Will pass the Signor."
SO saw the heroine of a romance. She
| was curious looking woman. She was
| not very tall and was dressed in q wonder
| full combination of pale blue and gold sat-
in. with large hat perched iaunrily on the
| top of a most wonderful ooitieur. Her hair
was punched up on the top of her head and
then allowed to fall In long ourls half way
| down her back.
| She passed us so quickly that had no
| time for close scrutiny.
| She wished BreviO bona sira" in low,
| musical voice and passed on. but il was O
| lucky chance that brought her ont thar
1 evening. as | should scarcely have left the
| place satisfied had / been Obliged to leave
story.
Our boatman escorted us through the
| quaint old town. Half way along q wind
| ing stone-paved street he again stopped ris
and pointed to a house. rather smaller than
the rest large notice on the wall at
| tracted our attention.
IL was "Giacomo Mattel. Dentista.D
He came back. signor." said Brevio.
changed his Dame for fear of the
Baron. When he heard the Baron
| was gone, then he returned. and he mar
ried the daughter of Paulo, the black.
smith. Not grand match. Signor. bu,
good enough for him. lie does well. they
tell me. Everyone gets his deserts in this
| life"
"Addio, Signor. Buonosera. Signora. |
must 20 now. The Signor Will lind me al
way here. Addio,p
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