The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-09-29

Barnes, you're not going to leave Enid
here unprotected" for the American is
almost running down the avenue, Ed
win after him.
I haven't found myswife."
THE lady upstairs, whom I heard ?''
WAS not Enid. It was that Internal
La Belle Blackwood, and yet / forgive
her, for she told me the direction she
thought Enid had TAKEN" and as they
half trot, half stride down the avenue
under the chestnut trees, Burton epit-
omises his adventures of the day.
What are you going to do nOw?"
Get horses and follow your wife.
She is the one to which we have a
clue. We must prevent her falling into
DaneIa's hands. Perhaps-I pray God
in following her we may ind also the
way to my wife"
"Why?"
Because Cipriano is The real brains
of this internal outrage. He has the
money Of the affair. He loves your
wife"
Course him.
'I am sure of it by his eyes. When
get hold of him, he shall tell me where
Enid is, or" The Americans face is
as diabolical as that of an Apache In
dian.
AS they reach the gateway of the
grounds they are abruptly Intercepted.
One of the young Bellacosia, hidden in
a tree, springs out to them, gun in
hand, hut recognizing Mr.. Barnes. the
young man says; II am one OF those
watching that no Saliceti troubles you
1 let this man pass because 1 saw he
was a foreigner"
That's all right" replies Burton.
but could you show me the telegraph
station and where to get horses?'
do al II, rIao {v,
street is the telegraph station" an
swers the young man, land stable
to hire horses is at the inn.''
THANK you. Also I want to see
your chief, if he hasn't already gone to
the mountains
rs it Important"
Very"
"Then Signore Antonio will be here
in few minutes" answers the young
fellow and speeds off through neigh
boring lane.
The two hurry to the inn; but Bocog-
nano has gone to bed. Its houses are
all unlighted, their doors are locked. In
this land of the vendetta. even at the
auberge, people hesitate to open for
unknown travellers knocking on the
portal.
There will be no chance to telegraph
to Bastia or any way station on that
road before tomorrow morning. It is
nearly an hour before they succeed in
aTousing a sOmnolent hostler at the
inn stables, who mutters all the horses
are tired and must have nights rest
But stimulated by a gold piece placed
in his sleepy hand the man finally
awakens sufficiently to saddle two
horses. which he says are the liveliest
of any in the stable.
On two sorry beasts they dash up to
Marina's home and find waiting on it's
steps the great bandit and one or two
of his men.
Il have a favor to ask you, Signore
BonelH, in addition to the others you
have done me; that you will escort to
the yacht at Sagone the lady within
this house and get her safely out of
Corsica"
ooh, you needn't ask that, Mr.. Barnes
of New York. cries La Belle Black
wood, stepping airily onto the veranda
81 have already petitioned the great
Bellacoscia, and 1 think he will protect
me against any man; won't you, Sign
ore BOnelli?" The softness of her sweet
voice is a caress.
She has donned a Corsican costume
the mandile decks her hair with ex-
quisite grace, the clinging skirt dis
plays the alluring outlines of her Venus
form.
"Sapristo, will not IT, says the mag
nificent man, his hawks eyes flashing
as they look upon the loneliness of the
enhancing American adventures.
Count on Bonelli to his hearts bloodp'
Then he asks modify: but why are
you compelled to leave your wife,
Signore Barnes?"
This lady is not my wife"
Santa Maria, not your wife! Gran
Dio, whose spouse is she?"
''Nobedy's."
'Diavola supremap' cries the great
bandit, tremendous joy flying into his
face. And you-you leave this love-
liness?" he adds. as if he cannot I'M
derstand.
"Ah, you think the dress of your ISL
and becomes me?" asks the lady, play
fully pOking from beneath the short
skirt foot and ankle of such surpass-
ing beauty that the great Antonio near
ly gasps.
Her loneliness is not mine, Signore
Bonelli, remarks Burton, coldly. BE
sides, 1t is a matter of life and death
that calls me. This gentleman" Mr..
Barnes introduces Edwin-'is the hus-
band of Mademoiselle Paoli, who has
been lured from here by a lying teIe-
gram to Bastia- We journey to pro-
tect her against a design upon her
safety-upon even her honor. Lieuten-
ant Anstruther, unused to the Ian
guage, would be of little use"
Design against the honor of the
daughter of the Paolip' snarls Bonelli.
Impossible! / will go with you upon
this errand myself
But the enchanting tones of Sally
Blackweod make him pause; she is
pleading: what, and desert me among
yOur wild mountains?'
mo, it's best I go not" remarks the
bandit chief. 'Gendarmes. with me in
your company. would be an embarrass-
ment. and they in their bungling way
may doubtless aid you. And your wife.
where is she, Signore Barnes?"
still in the hands of Saliceti or his
friends"
They did not surrender her as they
agreed?"
mo. They substituted this lady"
"COrpo di Diavolo, Saliceti has
tricked me! Saliceti has made me
break my word to you. Signore Amer
icano. For that" the bandit raises
his hand solemnly-'T proclaim ven
delta against Bernardo Eduardo Sail
ceti."
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