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! ity when he gets back home.
Giovanni did not return till late
that night, and on the morrow Hill
lard questioned him.
Il have Deen TO see a cousin said
! Giovanni, "who lives on the way to
! FL Deserta."
"Ah! So you have a cousin here?'
! Yes, signore."
How old he looked, poor devil!
Hillard had not taken particular no
| tice of him during the past weeks
excursions. Giovanni had aged ten
years since they landed.
And was this cousin glad to< see
you? And is he TO be trusted?"
Both, signore. He had some news.
! She is-dancer in one of the Paris
music cafes"
Hillard kindled his pipe thoughtful
/ ly. And patiently Giovanni waited
knowing that shortly his master would
offer some suggestion.
Would you like me to give you
the necessary money to go to Paris
and bring her back to the Sabine
/ Hills?" he asked softly.
Il shall go TO Paris signore-after.'
You will never find him."
who can say?"
What is his name?" Hillard had
! never till this moment asked this
question.
Il know it; that is sufficient. He
is high, signore; very high; yet I
shall reach him. If l told you his
name"
There would be the possibility of
my warning him."
THAT is why l hesitate
You are a Catholic, Giovanni"
Giovanni signified that he was.
Does not the God of all Catholics.
of all Christians, in fact, does He
not say that vengeance is His and
that he will repay?
But there are so many of US.
signore, so many of us small and
of slight Importance, that, likely
enough, God with all His larger cares
has not the time to remember us.
What may happen to him in the
hereafter does not concern me; for
he will certainly be in the purga-
tory of the rich and l in the pur-
gatory of the poor. 1t must be now,
now"
Go on your way" said Hillard,
dismissing him: Il shall never urge
you again"
Giovanni gone, Hillard leaned against
the easement. The sun was bright
this morning and the air was clear.
He could see Naples distinctly. Be-
low, the fishermen and their wives,
their bare feet blowing in the wet
sands, were drawing in the nets,
swaying their bodies gracefully. Pres
emily the men in the boat landed the
catch, and the net sparkled with
living silver. So long as Giovanni was
with him, he would be morally re-
sponsible for his actions. He would
really be glad when the grim old
Roman took himself off on his i'm
possible quest
How the sight of this beach re-
called his boyhood. How many times
had he and his brilliant mother wan
dered over these sands, picking up
the many colored stones, or batting
young star fish, or searching the
eaverns of the piratfcaf Saracens that
honeycombed the cliffs, or yet, again,
taking hand at the nets. Some
times he grew very lonely: for with
out a woman, either of ones blood
or of ones choice, life holds little.
All, that woman in the mask, that
chimera of a night, that fancy of
an hour!
And then Merrihew burst in upon
him, wildly excited, and flourished
the hotel register.
Look at this!" he cried breath
lessly. He flung the book on the
table and pointed with shaking fin
ger.
Hillard came forward, and this is
what he saw:
Thomas OWally
James Smith
Arthur Worth
La Signorina Capricciosa
Kitty Killigrew
Am. Comic Opera Co, n. Y.
Kitty has been herei"
Wonder about what?" asked Mer-
rihew
who La Signorina Capricciosa is.
Whimsical indeed. She must be the
mysterious prima donna"
He studied the easy-flowing hand,
and ran his fingers through his hair
thoughtfully. Then he frowned
What is ito" asked Merrihew
curiously
where I have seen that handwriting
before"
CHAPTER TX.
Mrs. Sanford Winks.
week in Sorrento, during which