Evening star., 1921-10-16
FROM NOW ON
BY FRANK [. PACKARD.
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-(Continued from Yesterdays Star.)
She stood an instant, straight and
tense. but little backward on her
heels, as though she had recoiled from
a blow that had been struck her
and then she bent swiftly forward.
and caught both her fathers wrists
in her strong young grasp, and looked
into his eyes for long minute, a.
though to read deep into his soul.
You signed that letter con amore!
Her voice was colorless. You signed
it-con amore-the code word OF the
old, horrible, miserable days when
this house was a den of outlaws, the
code word that marked out the victim
who was to be watched and bounded
down"
The old bomb king wrenched him.
self still further up in bed. He shook
his wrists free.
what is it to you" he screamed
in a blaze Of fury-and fell into a
second and more violent eagpt paro1ySsmI SIa
breast with his thin. blue-tipped
fingers. and now in unbridled passion
waved him arms about like disjointed
fiails. "Yes-1 signed it that-con
amore. And it is the old signal! Yes.
watch-watch-watc And in the
end-bah!-in the end our young
friend will supply Nicolo Capriano
with that hundred thousand dollars
Ha! And in the end We will see that
our young friend does not become
Troublesome.
He is pawn-a pawn" Old Mic
olo's face, between rage and cough
ing. had grown a mottled purple. "A
pawn! And when a pawn has lost its
l..N. T,~. h.
board-eh? Con amore! The old days
again! The finger of Nicolo Capriano
lifted-and the puppets jump! Con
amore! ! will see that Dago George
knows what to do with young man
who brings him Nicolo Capriano's let
care OF that"
She had not moved, except to grow
little straighter in her poise. and ex-
cept that her hands now were
clenched at her sides.
IT cannot believe it," Her voice
was scarcely above a whisper. Il
cannot believe it! I cannot believe
that you would do this! 1t is mon
strous. horrible!"
1t seemed as though Nicolo Cap
riano could not get his breath, or at
least one adequate enough to vent
the access Of fury that swept upon
him. He choked. caught again at his
breast, and hooked fingers ripped the
nightdress loose from his throat.
"Out of the room" he screamed at
last. out Of it: will teach you n
chit Of girls place! Out of it!''
NO; I will not go out-not yet"
she said. and steadied her voice with
an effort. II will not go until you
| tell me that you will not do this
thing. You can't do it, father-you
| blance of calmness was gone from her
now. and, instead. there was a fran
| tic almost incoherent pleading in her
| tones. HE caine-he came from Tony
Lomazzi. Father, are you mad? Do
you not understand? He came from
Tony 1lomazzi. l tell YOU"
And tel! you to get out Of this
| room. and hold your tongue. you med
! Capriano again. Tony Lomazzi! He
came from Tony Lomazzi. did he?
| Damn Tony Lomazzi-damn him
| damn him. What DO I owe Tony Lo-
mazzi but the hell Of hate in a mans
soul that comes only in one way! You
| hear! 1t was the prison walls only
| that saved Lomazzi from my reach
from these fingers Of mine that are
strong. strong at the throat. and neve,
! that could not see. that I did not
/ iknow-eh?-that did not know what
| was between your mother and that
accursed Lomazzi! But he died-eh?-
| at walls that he could not bite
! through"
! Teresa's face had gone suddenly
a deathly white. and the color seemed
! to have fed her lips and LETT them
1T Is a liza hideous lie" she
| cried-and all the passion of her
| fathers race was on the surface now
! ''1t is lie! And you know It is-you
know it is! My mother loved you. al:
| ways loved you. and only you-and
you broke her heart.and killed her
| that seethed in this house: oh. my
God, Arc you trying to make me
| hate you, hate you. my father. have
| tried to be good daughter to you
i since she died. She made me promise
that I would, on that last night.
tried to understand why she should
! have loved you-but-but I do mot
know. 1t Is true that Tony LomazzI
loved her, but. though he was one Of
was the love Of a brave, honest man
| It IL true. perhaps. that 1t was for
! her, rather than for you. that 1t waf
because Of his love. q great, strong
wonderful love, and to save her from
horror and despair because she loved
he went to prison in your stead. vol
/ UNFAIRLY. on his own confession. when
| he was less guilty than you, and
when the police offered him his free.
dom II he would only turn evidence
! against you. the man they really
wanted. But that is what he did
nevertheless. He kept you together
She was leaning forward now. hel
! eyes ablaze, burning. THAT was his
! love! His love for my mother. ant
for me-yes. for me-for he loved mt
too. and I. though was only little
| girl, I loved Tony Lomazzi. And hi
gave his life-and he died there II
| prison. And now-now-you mean t.
| betray his trust-to betray his frienC
! who believed in you because he be:
| lieved in Tony, who trusted you anG
sent him here. And you tricked him
and tricked the ponce for your OWL
| ends! Well, you shall not do 1t! Yol
shall not! Do you hear? You shall