Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-01-04
A>D HERE IT CONTINUES

front page. II had nothing 70 do with
The disturbance in NircttO'sy saloon of
the night before il dealt with strange
and mysterious bomb explosion in d
downtown park during the small morn
ing hours, which, besides uwAkcning
and terrifying the immediate neighbor-
hood. had, according to the ncwspapgi
account, literally blown Il man and,
with the man, tho bench OH which he
had evidently been sitting under an arc
light, to pieces. Tho victim was mu-
tilated beyond recognition all thnt the
police had been able 10 identify were
frs rgmontS of bomb, thus establishing
the cause of III" accident, or. more
like. as the paper limited, murder.
The fool" Nicolo Capriano whis-
p"rsd. 1T was Ignace Ferroni-the
fool. And 50 he would not listen to old
NicOlo--chF" He caCklcd out suddenly,
his laugh shrill and high Cchoing
through the room. well, perhaps Il
is ~ we'll, eh. Ignace? Perhaps 1t is
as well-pCrhaps you will be Of some
service. 1gnaCe, now that you are dead.
eh, lgnaCe which is something that
you never we're when you were alive
He laid the paper down, and again
his eyes closed. and again the blue
tipped fingers resumed their INTERIM
he whispered constantly 10 himself.
"A hundred thousand dollars
1t is great deal Of money We
worked for much less in the old days
for very much less. ! am old
and sick, am I? Ha. ha :"
But Tor jus. once more. eh-just once
more-to see ii the old cunning is not
still there. And if the cards are
thrust into ones hands does it not make
the fingers itrh to play them.
Yes. yes, it makes young again the
blood in thc old veins. And Tony
Is dead. Yes, yes. the young fell
lON is clever. too-rlever enough to find
the money again IL the police do not
meddlc with him. And the gang,
Badly Nickers' gang-bah they are
already no longer 70 be COnsidered-thCy
have not long arms. they do not reach
far-they do not reach 70 New York
eh--where the police rHQch-ard where
old \iColU CaprlanO reaches, too.
lgnacc-thc fool So he would
not listen to me. ch-and he sat out
there under the park light trying 70
fix his old bomb and blew himself up.
The fool--but you have no reason
to complain, eh, NiColof 1t will
bring the police TO the door, but for
once they will he welcome, Ell?
They will not know it-but they will
hc welcome. We will see il NicOlo
Cnurinno is not still their match !"
Outside somewhere in the hall he
could hear Teresa moving about, busy
with her morning work He listened in
tently-not to his daughters move
mentS, but for footstep OH the pave
climb the short flight of steps 70 the
front door.
"WclI, why do they not comp-eh:''
he muttercd impatiently. why dc
they not Gomez
He relapsed into silence. but he nc
longer lay there piacidly with his eyes
! closed. \ strange excitement seemed "a
be growing upon him. 1t tinsed the
skin under his beard with hectic flush
and the black eyes glistened and glinted
aLnormally, as they kept darting OBJ
jectivclcsS glanCes here aud there around
the room.
=. Perhaps hali an hour passed. and
then the Sicn man began 70 mptter
again
"Will they mako ne send for them
tile FOOLS He apOstrOphiLcd the
foot OF the bed viciously. mo, 10
it would not be as safe. If they do not
come in another hour. there will be
time enough then for that. You must
wait, NicOlo. The police have always
! come before to Nicoio CGpriano, il they
thought old NiCoIo could help them
and with boDlb-hA, ha-ro whom else
would they cOme-Ch to whom
IIo was instantly alert. Some one
was outside there now. He heard the
doorbel ring, and presently he heard
Teresa answer II. lie raUgh, con.
fused murmur of voices. The thiE
fingers were working with a quick
jubilaut motion one over the other
The black eyes, half closed again, fixed
cXpectanUy on the door Of the rOoT
opposite ~ the foot OF the bed. II
| opened, and Tcrcsa stepped into the
room.
1T is Lieutenant Barjan, father,
she said, in low tone. He want
20 talk to you about that bomb cx'
plosion in the park
80" 4 queer smile twitched at tn,
! old bomb kings lips. He beckoned t
\ his daughter TO approach the bed, and
\ to his lips, You Y know no nothing
Teresa-nothing Understand? Moth
Ing except to corroborate anything tina
l may say. You did not even know
that there had been an explosion unit
\ he spoke Of it. You know nothing abOu
Ignace. You UNDERESTIMATE
Yes, she said composedIy.
Good ~ he whispered. We'll, now
go and tell him that | do not want t,
see him. Tell him said he was TO g,
away. Tell him that / won't see him
that | won't be bothered with him ant
y his cursed police spies. Tell him that
y he patted his daughters head con
y iidentially-"and leave The door open
Teresa, little one. 80 that ! can hear
n What do you mean to do, father
4 she asked quickly.
n ''Ha, ha-you will see, NY little on
n you will sec.' Capriano rated he
n head again. I'VE do not forget ou
n debt to Tony I.omazzi No We'll, 20,
n will see Tell the cunning, cleve
n Rarjan 10 go away"
N He watched as she left the room; an
n then, his head cooked on one side /
n listen, the blue+tipped fingers reache
n stealthily out and without a sound sli
n the newspaper that was lying in from
n OF him under the bed covers.
n Il am very sorry he heard Tercs
n announce crisply; "but my father posi
n lively refuses to see you
n "Oh, he does--does hc?" a voice rc
n turned In bland sarcasm, "yycU II