Arizona republican., 1909-05-24

and play. Italy was the last resort; and the business of giving Merrihew personally conducted tour would asking: Who was she? What mys- gone? We never can conjure up a | complete likeness. Sometimes it is the eyes, again the mouth and chin, or the turn of the throat; there is never any ensemble of features and adornments. And as for Hillard, he really had nothing definite to recall, unless it was the striking color of her hair or the mellow smoothness of her voice. And could he really re- member these? He often wished that she had sung under any window but his.
 Giovanni was delighted when he heard the news. He would go too. and act as valet to the signore and his friend till they put out for Rome. Then, of course, he would be obliged to leave them. Occasionally Hillard would reason with him regarding his deadly projects. But when d Latin declares that he has seen through blood, persuasions. arguments. en- treaties. threats do not prevail. He comfOrted himself with the opinion, however, that Giovanni's hunt would come to no successful end.
 You will surely fall into the hands of the police"
 What God wills comes true. But by this time they will have forgotten me"
 But you have not forgotten"
 Padre mic, that is different One obeys the civil law from habit Be- tween me and the carabinieri there is nothing personal. Thus it is easy for them to forget. Still, I shall not announce my approach, that am Giovanni rAguello, returned for ar rest. I shall take good care to keep out of their way"
 ''The eagle; that is a good name for you"
 And once was as tame as a dove"
 But your man might be dead"
 He is not dead. If he were, some thing would tell me"
 Tt is a bad business and I wish you no luck
 Giovanni smiled easily. Wishes sell dom interfere with any one.
 q will double your wages" said Hillard, If you will go where I go and return with me when I come back to America"
 A deprecating movement. Money? It is nothing. I am rich, after my kind"
 Are you still in the church?"
 ssT Oh, I am good Catholic"
 'Take yourself off. l am displeased with you"
 The few days before sailing found . Merrihew in a flutter of intense ex- citement. He carried his letter of credit about in order to convince himself during the lay that he was really and truly going to Italy He foreswore the bottle and the illumin- ed royalty of the card deck, and spent his evenings studying up" the lay of the land. To be sure, there was one grand dinner the night before they sailed. Suppose, Merrihew advanced, for the sake of argument, suppose the ship went down or he never came back, or he was i'll all the way over? There would be one good din- ner to remember, anyhow.
 It was a drizzling, foggy morning when they drove down to the boat There are seldom bright sailing days in the fore part of March. But the atmospheric effects made no impress sion on the volatile Merrihew. It was all very interesting to him. And he had an eye for all things, from the baskets of fruit and flowers, mes sengers with late orders from stores, repeated farewells, to the squalling babies in the steerage. Even in the impudent shrieking tugboats he found a measure of delight; and the blur on the water was inviting
 At four o'clock they were on the high seas, heading for the Azores Hillard was dreaming and Merrihew was studiously employed over a book let on How to Speak Italian in One Day. There was a moderate sea on.
 By and by Giovanni, who had spent most of the time arranging the lug gage in the adjoining staterooms, came up on deck. He had two pack cts of letters and telegrams. One he gave to Merrihew and the other to his master.