Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-09-08

hected, 1t was always so in this world. |
Right could make a sort of feeble re-
sistance. but in the end might always
triumphed. And. really. luck had
been with him of late. His London
engagement had beer extremely sue
eessful. while. to crown all, he had
won enormously at Monaco, and could
well afford to crafty both his love
and his hate
Sauntering our Of the cafe. and still
musing over his good fortune, he was
little startled when a passer-by
thrust a note into his hand and
walked rapidly on. He paused TO
read it under a street-lamp. It ran
as follows
"Signor Comerio, be warned by a
friend. and fly from Naples at once.
You are in danger Of being arrested"
Though capable, n order to s-atify
himself, of a certain amount of rash
daring. comerio was at heart cow
ard he had a friend connected with
the police force, and did not doubt
! for a moment that the warning came
from him. He knew that he had not
| a moment to lose Still the mere
hatred of being bafled in his plans
| induced him to risk a call at Palazzo
Forti There was yet a chance that
/ they might be able TO fly together;
and now that all was known, he
risked little more by making this final
attempt Breathlessly he made his
way through the dusky courtyard and
iup the long stone staircase. To his
.surprise, the door at the top was open.
He stole in and opened the door of the
ante-room, calling Anita in low
voice. He went into the sala, but
that, too, was empty and deserted.
He Eoncked at The door of the bed
room, that, also, was tenantless.
Then. with faint suspicion that Nita
had played him false. he ground his
teeth together. and flung open the
two remaining doors in the suite.
Possibly she was with the child.
Snatching up a lamp from table in
The passage, he went into the room to
make quite sure that she was not
there-looked with sort of dumb
rage at Donati's various possessions
which were strewn about-then
walked up to the bed where Gigi lay
sleeping, with both arms flung up on
the pillow above his head, and his
ruddy-brown little face the picture Of
sturdy peacefulness. CorIerio shook
him by the shoulder
Where is your mother. child?" he
said in a voice that terrified Gigi
Cant you speak?" he reiterated.
Where is your mother?"
q don't know" sobbed the child.
Academic! she has played me
falsel" cried Generic
Then, suddenly holding his breath,
he paused to listen. Undoubtedly
mems voices and footsteps were ap-
preaching. Darling to the door he
drew the bolt, then rushed across to
the window. flung it open, leaped out
on the balcony, end disappeared in
the darkness.
Gigi's first impulse was to draw
the bed-clothes over his head and sob
for very eerror, but some recollection
of Carlo checked him, and summoning
up al his courage, he scrambled out
of bed, unbolted the door, and ran out
into the passage, calling now for Carlo,
now for his mother.
Strange men whom he had never
seen before were marching in and
out of the rooms; whether to run to
them or from them he hardly knew.
Here is child" exclaimed one of
the detectives, picking him up in his
arms. "Tell us, little one, who is in
the house?''
"Signor Comerio!" sobbed Gigi.
santa diavOlo. where?" exclaimed
the man.
Gigi pointed in the direction of his
room.
To be continued.