The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1913-06-14

whisper to each other without the good
father o~verhearing us. The dealer trac-i
ed a line trembllngly with his fore
finger.
Here" he whispered. is where the
shadow falls at IL o'clock. Ten de-
grees before that it must point In this
direction"
He squinted along the imaginary
line. IT led him over the parapet, and
in either direction It directed MS to-
nothing more definite than the blue
sky.
"But at ten degrees after II" I whisJ
pered hoarsely, ut points with abso-
lutte directness to that square tower,
the tower of Noah and his dove, de-,
pend upon 1t. We have found the sew
enth landmark"
We stood upright and brushed the
dust from our knees. st. Hilary pro-
duced a notebook and began to scrib-
BILE notes and to sketch the dial with
every show of professional interest.
Yes; 1t is a great curiosity, this
dial" purred the priest with satisfac-
ton. Here. in the cool OF summer
nights. when the sirocco has been
blowing all day, l often come to sit
and ponder the issues of life and
death. as. no doubt, the old astrologer
did before me-
You have a splendid view" l re-
marked carelessly. What is that
square tower over there? 1t appears
to be the tower Of a palace"
Eyes. signori, 1t is the tower Of the
Palazzo Caesarini. If you are archi-
tects you ought to see that palace. It
is full of interest"
The Caesarini palace, you said, 7
think?' inquired st. Hilary. still scrib-
bling.
Exactly, and it is known popularity
as the Palazzo degli Scrigni.'
The Palace of the Iron Safesv I
cried. startled.
The signori Inglesi must understand
that very long ago when the house Of
the Caesarini was the most powerful
in Venice. as it still is one Of the rich
est, the Prince Caesarini had two great
iron safes built in the walls Of his cell
lars to keep his treasure in. These
safes were contrived by q certain gold
smith called Da Sestos. Yes. the pal
ace Is worth seeing. But do not at
tempt to see it until after Wednesday,
because a grand bal masque is to be
given on that evening. and they are
busy making great preparations"
"Ah, yes. we must have a look at il
some time" said st. Hilary carelessly.
"A thousand thanks for your courtesy,
father. Buona sera."
"Buona sera. ~signori."
A clock In the church of San Saliva
tore was striking the hour of Z as St
Hilary and l, after bidding good night
to our friendly priest, crossed the
campo. Our search for that night was
ended. ! was free to see Jacqueline at
last. Promising to call for my friend
early the next morning. I FASTENED to
the Grand hotel.
1t had been a wonderful day. After
weeks of futile wandering we were go
ing straight to the goal. But Jacque-
line? Would she forgive me for break
ing my appointment even though l was
at last to bring her the casket? I had
well nigh drawn from her the gentle
confession Of her love. She had left
the gate of paradise ajar. She had
looked at me In such a way that the
very ook was an invitation to enter
when I should reappear. And I had
failed her.
1t was in vain that I tried to re-
assure myself. If l had not kept that
sacred tryst, was it not because in
failing to do so ! was really serving
her? When once she knew the circum-
stances she must forgive me. She had
asked me to find the casket for her.
She had dreaded the possibility Of the
dukes finding ii. Could she find fault.
then. because l had taken her at her
word?
But because she had asked me to
find 1t / should have gone to her at
once to tell her that the forIorn hope
had become an actual possibility. In
stead of doing that l had thought OF
myself 1rst-of my own petty TIL
umph. had yielded to the cheap ex-
element of putting my theory to actu-
al test. l had seen her in the dukes
company on the balcony of the hotel
only a few hours ago. What IL she
had turned to him for the sympathy
and confidence that I had failed to give
her? Could | complain IL she had
done that? Only a few hours ago I
had insisted upon the uselessness of
the search. ] had begged her to bid
me relinquish it. | had told her that
she had 10 right to rest her happi-
ness on the shifting foundations of
chance; that If she loved the duke
there was nothing more to be said, but
that If she loved me she had no right
to permit him to misconstrue her idly
spoken words. Let her cut the Cor
dian knot by yielding herself to me.
| had said all this to her. and nv
| acfinnS this affernnnn had haIied my