The Columbus journal., 1908-02-26
CHAPTER XII.
The Mountain Chalet.

FORCED TO q more moderate pace, the
two journey up the winding road be-
tween some cornfields made red by
peoples. Soon after they pass into
the wooded hill lands. their path bor-
dered by myrties and arbutus.
After a little. the way grows wild
er. the hills much sleeper, and climb
ing the lofty Cole di San Antonio they
a look down upon hill vistas. beauti-
fully wooded. that descend to the dis
tant sea. In the sunlit CLEAN of the
faro6 water. Barnes. using his field
glasses. ees the yacht lying alone at
anchor. Graham has sent back the
fishing smack" he says.
Then thank the Virgin" cries Ma
rina. another letter is going to my
husband telling him his disobedient
wife is trying to save his sister"
They descend sharply into the little
valley OF the Liamone. and enter the
village Of Vico. whose inn is now vel
coming the first summer visitors from
Ajaccio.
Here Marina says: "'Twould be
gOhA ~ Z OCIS k1OI . 3 III " kuy
anxious spouse" So they dismount at
the little telegraph ONCE peculiar to
Corsican villages. As they slip in. a
cOuntryman sl0uches 0ut and mount
ing q horse rides OF up the main
street. Her message dispatched. Ma
.rina comm from the ONCE. says:
How hurriediy that fellow went
away"
You think he was looking for u.s."
asks Barnes. as he places her on her
pony.
Perhaps: Bernardo is astute. He
may guess that his message to you
brought you after him by water and
that you would find the yacht"
Then after him." says Burton, and
turning more to the east they follow
a rapid stream. passing the Sulphur
Baths Of Guagno. where they can see
the diligence %depositing patients at its
hospital for rheumatics.
They have not Overtaken the man,
but no one has passed them on the
road, their pace has been SO rapid. The
peasants they have seen. so many Of
them carrying guns that Barnes thinks
he is in the Rocky Mountains. have
received the usual greetings in the
patois of the country from Marina. her
escort wisely keeping his sombrerO
pulled down over his eyes and saying
nothing. But now a farmer. pausing.
says: Girl. you and your man had bet
en-, mi 90 hoVov6 EuoU,o oct p;1h%
the two accu-sed bandits, Rochini and
his mate. killed Nicolo. the sheep
grower. up at his house BY the lake.
and carried OF his daughter"
Thank you for your advice" an
swers Marina politely. She glances at
Barnes. but he scarcely heeds. He is
urging his pony toward the mountain
pass through which Enid must now
be jOurneying.
Who is this Rochini?" asks Barnes.
to take Mrs. Anstruther's thoughts to
happier things.
He and his fellows are the only
bandits of which Corsica is not proud"
nswers the girl. sayagely. This
wretch with his underiings murders
men for money. Other bandits only
kin for hate or to escape capture BY
the gendarmes. Also this ROchini
drags shrieking women to his lair.
while other bandits dof their hats to
ladies'"
Then IS they ride along the Cor
sican girl gives Mr.. Baraes some curl
q Information about bandits.
This murderous R0chini is not Of
u commune: he has been driven
from Rotondo by the farmers because
Of his outrages and came over to Del
Or0." she remarks. excitedly. Our
OWL Bocognan0 bandits. the brave
B~ellacoscia," Marina's lone is proud.
whose family name is Bonelli, only
Ned to the mountains to escape pur-
suit from our cruel gendarmes, be-
cause, f0rso0th. the elder Antonio kill
ed Marc Angeli. who dared to marry
the girl upon whom he had set his
heart. The younger. Giacomo. because
he would not endure the French cor
scription, 80 he slew the b~rigadier and
his men who came to arrest him. Still
Antonio B0nelli, when the Teutons 0v-
e.Tan France. offered to 60 yer and