The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-07-16
REILLY AND BRETON CoMPANY

SEGA, whom you strangely overlooked in
making your decoy arrests. orders TO
Sanches Bastro. who is to distribute
arms to the rebels, And where did the
third pigeon go, my loyal and conseien-
tious Minister of POlice2 To MaZano-
witch. or to that Miguel de Pintra whom
you falsely led US to believe had persisted
in yonder vault?''
He came close to the Minister
Traitor, In setting free these birds
YOU have fired the torch of rebellion;
that terrible flame which is liable TO
sweep the land. and consume royalist
and republican aliker'
Paola. the sneering smile for once
gone from his face. gazed at his accuser
with evident admiration.
You are wonderfully clever, my dear
Valcour" said he. slowly You have
wit: you have a clear judgment; your
equal is not in all Brazil What pity,
my friend. that you are not one of US
Somehow. the words seemed to ring
true
vaIcour flushed to the roots of his
hair.
Il hate you" he cried. stamping his
foot with passion. You have thwarted
me always. You nave laughed at me
sneered at me-defed mel But at last
l have you in the tolls Francisco Pa
ola, I arrest you in the name OF the
Emperor"
ION what charger"
THE charge of treason!'
Paola laughed softly. and in tone de-
noting genuine amusement
"Come. my brave detective" said he;
I,
and accuse each other to our hearts
content"
He attempted to take vaIcour's arm,
in his inimitable jaunty fashion; but the
spy shook him off and followed Paola
from the room, trembling with suppress
ed rage.
For my part, knew not what to
make of the scene, except that these
men were bitter enemies. and each en-
deavOring to destroy the other But
could ValcOur's accusation be true? Had
the torch of revolution really been fired?
God forbid that I should ever meet
with such another man as Francisco
Paola again! Deep or shallow, cox
comb or clever conspirator. true man or
traitor-it was as impossible to read
him or to Judge his real character as to
solve the mighty, unfathomable secrets
of Nature.
One moment I called him traitor; the
next 1 was sure he was faithful to the
Cause. But who could judge the man
Alright? Not 1, indeed!
Thus rejecting, l approached the win
dow and looked out. Eight feet below
me one of the IRA guayan guards paced
back and forth upon the green lawn,
his short carbine underneath his arm.
and a poniard swinging at his side.
The fellow looked up and saw me.
CLOSE that window" he commanded.
with a scOwl.
l obeyed, sliding the sash to its place
But still l gazed through the glass at
the labyrinth of walks and hedges de-
filming the extensive gardens at this side
of the house. 1 knew every inch of
these grounds, having wandered there
many hours during my sojOurn at the
mansion. And the thought came to me
that it would not be difficult to escape
in that maze of hedge and shrubbery,
had / once a fair start Of my pursu-
ers.
Within my range of vision was q por-
ton Of the driveway. and presently I
saw the EmpeTOr's carriage roll away,
followed by several others. PiexOtO
but only a small portion of the Uru-
guayan guard accompanied the cOrtege.
1 tried to see If the Minister of Police