The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1909-11-18

at Is not he.' said one of the cara
binerl. at is the master, and not the
servant. This is Signor Hillar, is it
notT' he continued, addressing himself
10 Hillard. THE signor has servant
by the name of Giovanni"
Eyes. And what has he done to war
rant this visit?"
1T is matter of seven years." an
swered the spokesman. "Your serv-
ant attempted to kill an officer in
Rome. Luigi here. who was then in
terested in the case in Rome. thought
he recognized Giovanni in the street
today Inquiries led us here"
"At any rate, 1t looks as though Clio
vanni had been forewarned of your
visit" answered Hillard. And may
ask what is the name of the officer
Giovanni attempted to kill?"
1T is not necessary that you should
know"
Hillard accepted the rebuke with be-
coming grace.
land now. signor," with the utmost
courtesy. permit us TO apologize for
this intrusion. We shall wait in the
hall, and if we find Giovanni we shall
gladly notify you of the event"
Hello, What's this?' exclaimed Hill
lard, going TO the table when the Of
ficers had gone. 1t was a note adj
dressed to him:
My Kind Master-The carabinieri are
after me. But rest easy. l was not born
to rot in a dungeon. / am going north.
As for my clothes, send them TO Giacamo.
the baker, who lives on the road to FL
Deserta. He will understand. May the
Holy Mother guard you should We never
meet againi
Hillard passed the note to Merrihew.
That's too bad. I've taken a great
fancy to him. 1t seems that the peas
ant has no chance on this side of the
water. His child a painted dancer in
Paris and a price on his own headi
It's hard luck And the fellow who
caused all this trouble goes free"
HE always goes free, Dan, here or
elsewhere
why, we'd have lynched him in
America"
That's possible. We are such an
impulsive race" ironically. Eyes, no
doubt we'd have lynched him, and
these foreigners would have added an
other ounce of fact to their belief that
we are still barbarians."
Il hadn't thought of that" Merrihew
admitted
Merrihew became impatient
Now out with it. Where and how
did you learn that Kitty is in Yenice|
Hillard told him briefly.
"And so they are all in Venice,
broke? BY George. here's our chance
everlasting gratitude and all that!
Well bail 'em out and ship 'em home!
How is that for a bright idea?'
LET me see" said Hillard practical
ly. There are five of them-five hun
dred for tickets and doubtless five hun
dred more for unpaid hotel bills. 1t
would never do. Dan. unless we wish
to go home with them"
"Rut 1 haven't touched my letter OF
credit vet. l could get along on two
thousand
mot with the brand of cigars you
are smoking, 80 cents EACH
mo; we can't bail them out, but we
can ease up their bills till money
comes from home. Not one of them by
this time will have watch. OMally
will remain sober from dire necessity.
Poor Kitty Killigrew. All the won
derful shops and not silver in her
pocketsr'
Merrihew paced the floor for some
time, his head full of impossible
schemes. He stopped in the middle OF
the room with an abruptness which
portended something.
Il have it, Instead of going directly
to Venice. We'll change the route and
go TO Monte Carlo. I'll risk my four
hundred. and if l win
Then the announcement cards, a
house wedding and pictures in the
New York papers. Dan, you are i'm
possible. You have gambled enough
to know that when you are careless
of results you win, but never when
you need the cash. But it is Monte
Carlo if you say so. Two or three
DAYS there will cure you of your beau
tiful dream. After ALL with second
thought, "it's a good cause, and 1t /
might be Just your luck to win. The
masquerading lady! Monte Carlo it
is"
Merribew danced jig. Hillard |
stepped TO the mirror and bowed pro- /
foundly. The Jig ceased.
MADAME. permit me, comparative !
stranger. to offer you passage money
home. We won IL at Monte Carlo. /
1t is yours. Polite enough unused |
Hnlard, ''but hanged if it sounds
proper
ITO the deuce with proprietyt cried |
Merrihew buoyantly. Well start to-
morrow
From her window Kitty looked down |
on the Campo. which lay patched with |
black shadows and moonshine. How (
still at night was this fairy city In the !
seal There were no horses Gathering
over the stone pavements, no trains, no /
The stiffness which was OF /
peace lay over all things. And some
of this had entered Kitty's heart.