Arizona republican., 1909-05-26

ward friendship. This isolation makes
the carabinieri the right hand of the
army and no other soldier in Europe
is half so proud of his uniform, not
even the German. The people smile
as they pass, you will notice always
in pairs; but when they are in
trouble, these weather-vane people,
they fly straight to the carabinieri.
Imagine the cOcksureness and inso-
lence we'd have suffered from two
New York policemen, had we found
them in our homes! Oh, l have a
soft spot for the carabinieri. You will
find no brigands IN Italy now; that is
because the carabinieri are every
where, silent, watchful, on highways,
in the mountains, in all villages and
in all stations. have never seen
one of them ogle a woman And never
ask them where your hotel is, or the
station, or such and such a street.
They will always tell you, but they
secretly resent it,
I'll remember; but so far as I'm
of it. Why, 1 couldn't ask a question
it; where and how did you learn
that Kitty is in Venice?"
Hillard told him briefly.
And so they are all in Venice,
broke? By George, here's our chance;
everlasting gratitude and all that.
Wei bail 'em out and ship 'em
home! How is that for a bright
idea?" Merrihew had regained his
usual enthusiasm.
Let me seey' said Hillard prac-
tically. There are five of them: five
hundred for tickets and doubtless
five hundred more for unpaid hotel
bills. 1t would never do, Dan, I'M
less we wish to go home with them"
But l haven't touched my letter
of credit yet. 1 could get along on
two thousand"
Not with the brand of cigars you
are smoking; a lira-rirty each"
We'll I'll try the native brand for
a while. tra-bucos."
Not in my immediate vicinity"
Hillard objected. 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 a watch O'MaIly will remain
sober from dire necessity. Poor Kitty
Killigrewl All the wonderful shops
and not silver in her pocketsI"
Aren't they the most careless lot,
these professional people? They
never prepare for emergencies, and
are always left high and dry. In
stead of putting their cash in banks,
they buy diamonds, with the idea
that they have always something
convertible into cash at a moments
notice"
Usually at third of what the
original price was" Hillard threw
off his hat and coat and lighted his
pipe.
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 direct
ly to Venice, we'll change the route
and go to Monte Carlo. I'll risk my
| four hundred, and if 1 winl"
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
beautiful dream. After ALL" with a
second thought, tits a good cause.
and 1t might be Just your luck to
win. The masquerading lady I'll
stake my word that there is comedy
within comedy. and rare good comedy
| at that. Monte Carlo it is"
Merrihew danced a Jig HilIard
| stepped to the mirror and bowed pro-
foundry. The jig ceased.
Madame, permit me- a compare
tive stranger, to offer you passage
money home. We won it at Monte
Carlo: take it, it is yours Polite
enough" unused Hillard, turning and
smiling; but hanged if it sounds
proper"
ITO the deuce with proprietyi"
cried Merrihew buoyantIy. Wen
start, then, at nine tomorrow"
'At nine promptly"
I'm off to bed, then" AS Merri-
hew reached the door he paused. 81
forgot to tell you Do you recolIect
that Italian you ran into at the club
tonight. He bowed to Sanford. and
Sanford cut him dead. 1t set me
| thinking"
The Sandford's entertained him
somewhere, once upon a time, and
he behaved like a cad. I don't know
what about, and don't care"
"Humph! 1 hope Giovanni gets off
safely"
Il think he will"
When Merrihew had gone HilIard
opened the shutters to clear the
room of the tobacco smoke, and
stood beside the sill, absorbing the
keen night air. and admiring the
serene beauty of the picture which
lay spread before him. The moon
stood high and clear now, the tiled
roofs shone mistily, and from some
nearby garden came the perfume of
lockwood and roses. All was silence;
noisy Naples slept. He would see
her face this time; he would tear
aside the mystery. She had made