The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1911-07-19
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meeting" / said, and pointed behind
him TO the shanties. Perhaps We
had better be going"
Carucci turned to see the fat CEN
trial ONCE man trotting down the
path, for all the world as IL he were
taking q little cross-country scamper
to reduce his weight. He came on
with such an inevitable matter-of-
factness that 1t all seemed suddenly
funny, like the conclusion OF farce;
and when looked around to see the
other Italian coming up from behind,
II was quite what | expected. The
fat one in front Of US stopped q sec
ond In the long grass, and picked up
the knife that had kicked away. He
turned II over thoughtfully, and drop
ped II into his pocket.
Antonio Carucci," he said calmly.
II arrest you for this assault with In
tent to kill, and for the murder OF
Sheila Carucci, your wife. And l ar
rest you, Laurence Crosby, as acces-
sorry after the fact"
Anything that either OF you say"
put In the thin Italian, will be used
against you.
| Sheila broke into peal OF laughter.
"Tis fine countrymen ye have, An
tonic, an fine bloodhounds they
make, to be surel Ye poor, ignorant
little men, open your mouths an shut
your eyes. It's a miracle I'll be show
In we. Look here-Sheila Mcnamara,
for her sins called Carucci, stands be-
fore ye-an' We say I'm murdered! Ye
little black, beady-eyed divils, tbs the
likes av We that goes maxim trouble
for my man. Take on your dhirty
little fat paws; I'll have none av II.
Take thin OF, ye thief, We zany loonl
Do We think l. look like dead wo-
man?"
The fat Italian dangled his hand
cuffs as IL they had been eyeglasses.
LIT Is true" he said, she Is like
the description; but then, how did she
come here?"
Whisper said Sheila, II do not
love me husband" Antonio glared.
so while he was asleep eloped with
this other handsome young gentleman
here"
The two little men grew very red.
Look here" said, you can see
there has been a mistake. Mrs.
Carucci Is as We'll as ever, and she
isn't going to make any charge
against her husband. The only thing
you've got on me IL breaking the
speed law. Five dollafs apiece would
about cover my fine, wouldn't IT."
Two gravely beautiful Italian smiles
answered me. We watched them well
out Of sight; then SReila turned to
her crestfallen lord and master.
"Out with II, We drunken beast"
she said, where Is she?"
So that was why Sheila had come
here.
"Who?" Carucci asked blankly.
"Who7 You look innocent, don't ye,
standin' there askin' me Who'll What
have ye done with her, you an your
silly revenges? I'll teach we to keep
out av things that're none ay your
business, We leather-headed, garlic
eatin' baboon, ye." She gtasped him
soiidiy by beth ears, and tshuok him
till his greasy hair tapped.
All the fight seemed to have gone
out of Carucci, and he squirtned away.
appealing and protesting inl a torrent
OF Italian too fast and mutlilated for
my ear. Sheila answered lincongru-
ously In the same language.
He says he don't know anything
about It." she told me finally, and
for once believe him, sir. He can
lie well enough to some folks, but he
can't lie to me-"
Well" said I, IF you believe him.
you ought to know. But wish you'd
get him away from here, Sheila. He's
bean sending black hand letters 70
Mr.. Tabor"
He has. has he, the sphalpeeni"
and again came the dual ana
ludicrous torrent of Neapolitaln.
Twas just the lovin' heart OF him.
sir. He's that impetuous. But I'm learn
him manners. You go on back TO the
house, an you'll hear no more from
Antonio. It's beast he 10 sometimes
when he is drunk, but he's sober
enough now, sir, and when sober he
has the sense to be afraid OF ma
Have no fear, I'll send him paclin,.
Leave him TO me-"
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