San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-16
CHAPTER XVIII
<THEY are sure to send
W their gendarmes"-Tony
Ruckenham smoke slowly,

Buckenham spoke slowly,
wiping his brow with a rather de-
jected gesture-"The question is
whether they will be in time.
They're pretty leisurely in places
like Genoa"
They stood upon the cliff-top,
he and Panchita. The concealed
wireless apparatus from which John
Chatterton's spy had flashed his
messages across thousand miles
of space to England, was hidden in
its small cove below. With little
difficulty, Tony had set the spark
crackling-it was identical with
the wireless set he had used on his
own big Handasyde biplane in the
last year of the war, save that i
was larger-and sent the message
to the police prefectures at Genoa.
"a dirty-dog trickw he mutter-
ed. 1--WE never jockeyed a pal be-
fore, Panchita. But it's for Judy's
good"
Panchita leaned against the
warm, steady wind that blew her
skirts about her as they went slow
ly towards the town.
"All these people-they mean
for to marry 'er to Leon, Tony,
she said. "Ah, it would be YER
strange if they succeeded, eh?'
She glanced sideways at her
companion. Even to be by his side
whilst he sought for means to win
Judy for himself, was sheer ecstasy.
And once he had smiled at her
with a CLINT of amused admiration
that had intoxicated Panchita Con-
sales more than all the bouquets
that had ever fallen at her twink
ling feet.
"Hullo" Tony exclaim d.
There seems to be some kind of
a scrap on the quay"
Panchita caught his arm to draw
her small figure up on tiptoes.
at is that Goliath, Senior Chat
terton," she said. "Ah, does e
not fight most beautiful"
Tony's face darkened. He stood
with lowered brows. A dozen
burly MARITIME fishermen and sew
eral men in the livery of the
palazza were struggling with John
Chatterton, who, in spite of his
great strength, was obviously CIV
ing way.
"The pigs, they ave the heavy
clubs! See" breathed Panchita.
Tony sprang forward. He was
in the centre of the excited crowd,
belaboring with an ugly shillelagh,
wrenched from one of the fisher
men, an instant later. A quick
glance told him that Chatterton
wished to get into a large motor
launch which rose and fell on the
sapphire water.
Jump, Chatterton" he ordered
CURLY.
He brought his cudgel down on
the shoulders of man whose arms
pinned Chatterton and the Eng
lishman, with light leap, gained
the launch. Chatterton waved his
hand in dumb thanks and the boat
shot out into the bay, pointing
seward toward GenOa.
Tony Buckenham flung his
weapon into the sea.
"1'm a little tin gentleman,
Panchita," he said huskily," and
I'm finding the world very nat ghty
and puzzling, now that l see it
really for the first time. But I'm
going up to the palazza to see
Judy, now"
"All right" Panchita said in a
subdued voice, edo com wit you,
Tony"
"Yes, please, little pal" Bucken-
ham answered.
They were kept waiting in the
vestibule. Presently the major
domo appeared, his harassed face
composed to an expression of polite
regret. He bowed low.
"The signorina is so over
whelmed with grief at the accident
. to the chevalier that she will see
nobody" he said, with a CLINT of
tears in his unctuous old eyes, but
she babe me bring this note"
Buckenham opened the note. 1t
was in Judy's handwriting, without
/. her signature, and was very short: