Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-12-20

jContinuation Of Chapter XVIIL)
Ills bloodg" she exclaimed, Il have
owed that infamous man. His hands"
she let her gaze fan to her own as if
they. too. might be stained from con-
tact
Does Maruhi know who YOU really
sre.~ he asked
vittoria answered. NO. She would
have told him soon; we were waiting
until We had run down those men. You
see. IL was largely through her that i
worked Those things which I could
not discover. she learned from-him.
IL was she who secured the names of
Di Marco and Garcia and the others
sudden enlightenment brought a cry
from him.
you, Then you wrote those letters,
You are the one Who Knows"
Vittoria nodded. but her eyes were
fixed upon the girl
Oliveta was whispering through
white lips: 1T is the viii of God. He
has been delivered into my hands"
Il am beginning to
"Waiti" vittoria did not withdraw
her anxious gaze After an instant she
inquired gently, 'olivets. what shall
We do?''
You mean
Il have been sent BY God to betray
him" Her face became convulsed. her
voice harsh 4 curse him. living and
dead. in the name OF my father. in the
name OF Martel Saxfgno. who died BY
his hand. May he pray unheard. may
he burn in agony for a thousand. thou
sand years. Take him 70 the hangman.
signore- He shall die with my curse II
his ears"
I can't bring him to justice" Blake
confessed Il know him to be the as
sassin. hut my mere word isn't enough
20 convict him. / have no way Of con-
Meeting him with the murder of Chief
Donnelly. and that Is what he must
answer for
Olivcta's lips writhed into a tortured
smile. Never fear. I shall place the
loop about his neck where my arms have
lain He has told me little. for 1 fear
ed TO listen But wait. Give me time
Nittoria cried in a shocked voice:
child, Not-that.''
1T was from him / learned Of Clan
Nsrcone and his other friends; now
shall learn from his own mouth the
whole truth. He shall weave the rope for
his own destruction on. he is like water
IN my hands. and I shall lie in his
arms
~Lucrezia. You can't touch him-know-
ing
II VIII have the truth. il 1 give myself
70 him in payment: II l am damned for
eternity. God has chosen mer'
She broke down into frightfuI sObs
With sisterly affection the other wo-
man put her arms about her and tried
to sOOthe her. At length she led her
away. but for long time Norvin could
hear sounds OF the peasant girls grief
When Vittoria reappeared. her face was
still pale and troubled
Il can do nothing for her. She seems
20 think we are all divine instruments"
Poor girll She is in a frightful po-
sition- I'm too amazed TO talk sensibly.
But surely she won't persist"
You do not know her. she is like
iron. Even / have no power over her
now and I-fear for the result. She is a
Sicilian TO the core. she Will sacrifice
her body. her soul for vengeance. and
that-man is fiend."
It's better to know the truth now
than later"
~Yes. the web of chance has entangled
our enemies and delivered them hound
into our hands. We cannot question
the wisdom OF that power which wove
the net Oliveta is perhaps a stronger
Instrument than ]. she viii never rest
until her father is avenged
The strongest part is that you are
the One Who knows You told me
You had given up the quest"
my life was bleak and empty. could
not return to Sicily because of the mem
ories Il held We came south in answer to
the cali of our blood and / took up
work love instead OF hate. while Oliveta
found a new interest in this man, who
was wonderful. and strong and fierce in
his devotion to her. ! attained to that
peace for which had prayed Then,
when / was nearly ready for my vows
and came TO me. We talked long togeth-
er and I finally yielded to her demands
she is a c0ntadina. she never forgets
and wrote that first letter to Mr..
Donneily. ! feared you might see and
recognize my handwriting. so I bought
one OF those new machines and learned
10 use il. What followed. you know.
When we discovered that the Malta
had vowed to take Chief Donnellys life
in payment for Narcone's. we were forced
% 60 on or have innocent blood upon
our hands.
The chief was killed. in spite OF
our warnings. and then you appeared
as the head OF his avengers-you-my
truest friend. the brother OF Martel.
I knew that the Malta would have your
life unless YOU crushed it. and in a
sense I was responsible for your dan
ger. IL seemed my duty TO help break
up this accurscd brotherhood. much as
wished that the work might fall to
other hands. Oliveta was eager for
the struggle. and while she fought for
her vengeance. IL fought to save
you"
you did this for mey' he cried. fall
teringly.
Yes. NY position at the hospital.
my occupation made IL easy for me 10
learn many things II was who dis
covered the men who actually killed
Chief Donnelly: for NormandO. after
his injury. was brought there and