The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-04-21
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 RABL1TO. a handsome youth, becomes e fugitive when ne Ices from Key West fo Havana with BEAU and HOTTIE. two thieves. Rnbift0 has been accused of a murder he did not commit. He e in love with ESTELLE FIELD, daughter of rich JIM FIELD, but feels he has exIled himself from her forever.
 I'm Havana he becomes cele- brated as a boxer and he and Beau open a ymnasium.
 SIR AUBREY, . titled Eng lishnlan and PablitO's father, Is searching for his son, employing BILLINGS, New York detective.
 Three years pass and then PablitO and Estelle meet again. Tlley admit their love for each other.
 MARCIA TREADwAY who Is visiting the Fields could prove Pablito was not the murderer but has remained silent, fearing scandal.
 CHAPTER XXX
 ]. Smithson Billings was in Ha- vana. It was the first week of March and so hot that Cuban sen- oras and their daughters were be- ginning to long for the time when they could don the light raiment that the mad tourists wore throughout the winter.
 Billings was going to pay an- other visit to the woman who, be- fore her marriage, had been Con- cepcion Villaverde y Blanco. He knew that unless you travelled the same road many times you could not be sure that every stone had been turned over. Then he was go- ing to Key West again to hunt up And this time he would see to it felt a curious and comfortable sense of having at last set out on the right course.
 He whistled as he dressed ,on that early March morning and for some moments he studied the pat tern of colors on the tiled floor. The pattern was made by sunlight sitting through the colored glass of half an inward-openifg win dow.
 As . child, visiting his aunt, Billings remembered gazing into a remarkable kaleidoscope. He had loved to watch the changing pat terms which a twist or a shake of the object produced. The colors on the tiled floor made him think of that kaleidoscope.
 He adjusted his ii carefully, studied his face in the mirror and then assumed the expression which he thought most becoming = rather fierce expression made more impressive because his head was thrown back and his shoulders held high. Billinks liked to look like man who was not to be tried with.
 He studied himself for some minutes, hands in his pockets and then out. He drowned, assumed an expression less severe, nodded and then smiled. TherS are few of us who do not occasionally indulge in such manifestations of human frailty.
 Then he went down stairs to his breakfast, stopping on the way to buy a newspaper that was printed in English.
 Reading while he waited for the food, he saw on the last page of the newspaper that there was to be 8 prize fight at the end of the week between the Juanito of whom he had often heard and one Al Gates, hailing from London Billings decided he would take in the match, then turned to another page.
 The fight was to be at La Miraflores, a club run by Million aires. It would probably be q kather restricted affair but Billings was sure he could gain admittance.
 An American stro1led into the dining room, proclaiming his na- tionality by his shoes and clothing and that haste that cannot be for gotten even in liesure. He saw Billings and paused beside his table.
 "American?" the newcomer ques- toned, with an eye on Billings, tightly encased shoulders and Graziati-tailored clothes.
 "Yes. Fine morning"
 "Yes, but it's going to be a scorcher again if know anything
 Likely. Sit down, won't your"
 Thanks. My wife takes her breakfast in bed and don't like eating alone, even If read the paper. At home she gets up but she says she's on vacation now. I guess she deserves 1t. You know how hard 1t is to get help. We haven't had a cook for more than 10 days in the last 10 years!"
 "Too bad," Billings agreed solemnly. "It,s the same with me