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"And the unforgettiing carabii ierl?"
"Oh, I must take my chance," with
the air of a fatalist.
"What shall you do?"
"I have my two hands, signor, Br'
:sides, the signor has said it -i am
rich." Giovanni permitted n smile to
'stir his thin lips, "Yes, I must go
back, Your people have been good to
me and have legally made me one of
them, but my heart Is never here. It is
always so colcl,'and every one clove.
'so quickly. You cannot lie down In
the sun, Your police, bah; They beat
you on the feet. You remember when
'I fell asleep on the steps of the cathe-
rdral? They thought 1 was drunk and
would have arrested me!"
"Everybody trust keep moving here.
It is the penalty of being rich."
"And I am lonesome for toy kind, 1
'have nothing in common with these
'herds of Sicilians and Neapolitans who
Deur into the streets from the
wharfs." Giovanni spoke scornfully.
"Yet in wartime the Neapolitans
sheltered your pope."
"Vanity! They wished to make an
Impression on the rest of the world.
It is dull here besides. There is no
(joy in the shops. I am lost in these
great palaces. The festa is lacking,
Nobody bargains; nobody sees the pro-
prietor. You find your way to the
streets alone. The butcher says that
his treat is so and so, andyou pay.
The grocer marks his tins such and
such, and you do not question, and
the baker says that, and you pay, pay,
pay! ' What? I need a collar; it is
;quindici-fifteen you say! I offer meat
tordfci. I would give interest to the
sale. But, no! The collar goes back
into the box. I pay qui)idiet or I go
without, It is the same everywhere -
very dull, dead, lifeless."
Hillard was moved to laughter. He
'very well understood the old man's
lament. In Italy if there is one thing
more than another that pleases the na-
tive it is to make believe to himself
fthat he has got the better of a bar-
gain. A shrewd purchase enlivens the
whole day. It is talked about, laughed
over and becomes the history of the
.day.
Hillard presently Left the house and
;hailed a I+ifth avenue omnibus. He
looked with negative interest at the
:advertisements, at the people in the
,streets, at his fellow travelers. One of
these was hidden behind • his morning
,paper. Personals! Hillard squirmed a
little. The world never holds very
much romance in the sober morning.
',What a stupid piece of folly! The
ddea of his sending that personal in-
.quiry to the paper! Tomorrow he
would see it sandwiched in between
e,„,;samples of shopgirl romance, ques-
tienable intrigues and divers search
:warrants. Ye gods! "Will the blond
,who smiled at gentleman In blue serge,
.•elevated train, Tuesday, meet sante in
park? Object, matrimony.” Hillard
.fidgeted. "Young man known as Ado-
nis would adore stout elderly lady in-
dependently situated. Object, matri.
moray." Pistil "Girlie, Can't keep ap-
£ilointnneut tonight. Willie." Tush! "A
French widow of eighteen, unincum-
Aered," and so forth and so on, Rot,
billy rot, and here he was on the way
to join them! "Will the lady who sang
-from 'Mme. Angot' communicate with
,gentleman who leaned out of the
Window? J. H., Burgomaster Club."
'esitively asinine!
There Was scarce one chance in a
thousand of the mysterious singer's
•seeing the inquiry, not one in ten thou-
sand of her answering it. And the
folly of giving his club address! That
would look very dignified in yonder
agony column. He would cancel the
thing.
He dropped from the omnibus at the
park entrance, where he found his
restive mare. $'e gave her a lump of
sugar and climbed into the saddle. He
directedthe groom to return for the
hotse itt 10 O'clock, then headed for the
bridle path. It was heavy, but the tilt
was so keen and bracing that neither
the man nor the hotse worried about
;the going. Only one party attracted
,flim, a riding Master and it trio of
'brokers who were verging on embon-
,point and Were desperate and looked
At. Hillard went on. The park wax
'hlot 1tive)'; the trees were barren, the
:grass yellow an sodden.
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"She is so innoeen youthful!"
t, soy uWfuil
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He found bimseli humming the re.
!'train over And over. She had Ming if
;pith abandon, tetiderneda, lightness•.
WO elle glimpse of her Wei He took
the rise and dip that follti'lred. fardlr
ktheaad a solita r
J woman cantered east,
,ly along, Hillard had not been her be.
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his eye In her charming figure. She
rode well. As he drew nearer he saw
that she wore a heavy gray veil. And
this veil hid everything but the single
flash of a pair of eyes the color of
which defied him. Then he Looked at
her mount. Hai There was only one
rangy black with a white throat -from
the Sandford stables, he was positive,
But the Sandfords were at title mo-
ment in Cairo, so it signified nothing.
There is always some one ready to ex-
ercise
sercise your horses. He Iooked again
at the rider. The flash of the eyes was
not repeated, so his interest vanished,
and he urged the mare into a sharp
run.
So he went back to his tentative re
-
mance. She had passed, his window
and disappeared into the fog, and
there was a reasonable doubt of her
ever returning from it. The singer In
the fog --thus he would write it down
in his book of memories and sensibly,
turn the page. At length he came
back to the entrance and surrendered
Tits r; V LN it•l'a.11 'rt►1 FF.PTE.;1 •. ;at ii �r'xu
always be tweoty'six; lie .would al-
ways be youlhfel.
"And this Kitty Killigrew? I be-
lieve I've seen hostel's of her in the
windows uuw that you speak of it."
"Weil, Jack, I've got it had this trip.
I offered to marry her last night and
was refused,
"it seems to me that your Kitty is
net half bad, What would you have
done had she accepted you'."
"Married her within twenty-four
hours."
"Come, Dan; be sensible. You are
not such an ass as all that."
"Yes, I am," moodily. "X told you
that I was a jackass half the time,
This Is the half,"
"Bet she won't;, have you?'+
"Not for love er money."
"Are you sure about the money?,"
asked Hillard shrewdly.
"Seven hundred or seven thousand,
It wouldn't matter to Kitty if she made
up her Arvind to marry a fellow. What's
the matter with me anyhow? I'm not
so badly set Up. I can whip any man
in the elub at my weight, I can tell a
story
oe Well, and I'm not afraid of any-
�."
"Not even of the futurel" added Hil-
lard,
"Do .you >:eaily think it's my mon-
ey?" pathetically.
"Well, seven thousand doesn't go far,
and that's all you have, If it were
seventy, now, I'm sure Kitty wouldn't
reconsider. What's she like?" asked
Hillard, with more sympathy than
curiosity.
Merrikew drew out his watch and
opened the case. It was a pretty face.
More than that, it was a refined pretti-
ness. The eyes were merry; the brow
}gas intelligent; the nose and chin
were good. Altogether It was the face
of a merry, kindly little soul, one such
as would be most likely to trap the
Wandering fancy of a young man like
Al errtbew.
"And she won't have you?' Hillard
repeated, this time with more curiosity
than sympathy.
"Oh, she's no fool, I suppose. And
now she's going to Europe! Some
manager has the idea in his head that
there is money to be made in Italy
and Germany during the spring and
summer. American comic opera in
those countries -can you Imagine it?
lie has an angel, and 1 suppose money
is no object."
"This angel, then, has cut out a fine
time for his bank account, and be'll
never get back to heaven once he gets
tangled up in foreign red tape. Every
large city in Italrrce
y and Germany has
praeticali,v its own opera troupe. Poor
The flash of a pair of eyes.
the mare. He was about to cross the
square when he was hailed.
Hillard wheeled. and saw Merrihew.
He, too, was in riding breeches.
"Why, Dan, glad to see you. Were
you in the park?"
"Riverside. Beastly cold too. Come'
join me in a cup of good coffee."
The two entered the cafe.
"Hew are you behaving yourself
these days?" asked Merrihew.
"My habits are always exemplary,".
answered Hillard. "But yours?"
Merrihew gulped his coffee.
"Kitty Killigrew leaves in twe
weeks for Europe."
"And who the deuce is Kitty, t iilt.
grew?" demanded Hillard.
"What!" reproachfully. "You haven't
heard of Bitty Killigrew in 'The Mod.'
ern Maid?' Where have you been?,
Pippin! Prettiest soubrette that's hit,
the town in a dog's age."
"I say, Dan, don't you ever tire of
that sort? I can't recall when there,
wasn't a Kitty Iiilllgrew. What's the
attraction?" Hillard waved aside the
big black cigar. "What's the attrac-,
tion?"
'"rtie trot is, Jack, I'm a jackase!
hal! the time. I can't get away from
the glamour of the footlights. I'm nu
Johnny, You know that. No banging
around stage entrances and buying
wine and diamonds. I might be reck-
less enough to buy a bunch of roses
when I'ii not broke. But I like 'ein--
the bright ones. They keep a fellow
amused. Most of 'em speak good En
lish and cothe from better families
than you would suppose. Just good
fellowship, you know. Maybe a rab-
bit and a bottle of beer after the per-
formance or a little quarter limit at
the apartment, singing and good sto-
ries. What you've in mind is the
chorus lady. Net for mine!"
Hillard laughed, recalling his conver-
sation with the polleemat.
"Go On," he said. "Get ft all out of
your system now that you're started?
"And then it tickles a fellow's vani-
ty to be seen with them at the restau-
rants. '.ChatsW he a Ite ou
tb
y begins,
know. I'll be perfectly frank with
you. 12 it wasn't for what the other
fellows say most of the chorus ladies
would go hungry. And the girls that
you and I know think I'm a devil of a
fellow--elvicked, but interesting, and
all that."
Hilt&ihcl"a lsughtet broke forth again,
and he leaned back. Merrihew would
"1 long to get nip hands around her
throat!"
angel Tell your Kitty to strike for a
return ticket to America before she
leaves."
"You think it's as bad as that?"
"Look on me as a prophet of evil, 12
you like, but truthful."
"I'll see that Kitty gets her ticket-"
Merrihew snapped the case of his
watch and drew his legs from under
tbe table. "I lost a hundred last night
too."
"After that I suppose nothing worse
can happen," said Hillard cheerily.
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stop it.
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"You wlil play,, for all My advice."
"It's better to give than reeelvl--
that," replied Merrihew phiiosopbieal.
ly, "I'ae a goon nilnd to follow the
company. _ to
met y. I've
always bad a banker,
Mg to beat it up at Monte Carlo. A
fast tbrow, eh? Win or lose and quit.
1 might win."
"And then again you mightn't, But.
then
next time i go to Italy 1 want you
to go with me. You're good, compaay,
and for the pletlsere of listening to.
your jokes. I'll gladly foot the bills, and
You mnv gemhle sour letter of credit
to your heart's content, 1 must be oft.
'Who Is riding the Sandfords' blank?"
"Haven't noticed. What do you,
think of Kitty?"
"Charming."
"And the photo isn't a marker."
"Possibly not,"
"Lord, if 1 could only hibernate for
three months like a bear! My capital
might then readjust itself if left alone
that length of time."
you at the club tonight," latish-
('fa#'d•
'lliey nodded pleasantly and took
their separate ways, Merrihew stood
very high in $illard's regard. He was
a lovable fellow, and there was some-
thing kindred in bis soul and Hillard's,
possibly the spirit of romance. What
drew them together perhaps more than
anything else was their mutual love
of outdoor pleasures. Take two men
and' put them on good horses, send
them forth into the wilds to face all
inconveniences, and if they are not
fast friends at the end of the journey
they never will be,
For all his aversion to cards there
was a bit of the gamester in Hillard,
els once in his office he decided on the
fall of a coin not to withdraw his per-
sonal from the paper. He was quite
positive that.he would never hear that
voice again; but, having thrown his
dice, he would let them lie.
Now, at I1 o'clock that same morn•
ing two distinguished Italians sat
down to breakfast in one of the fash-
ionable hotels. The one nor the other
had ever beard of Hillard. They did
not even know that such a person ex-
isted,
sisted, and yet serenely unconscious
one was casting his life line, as the
palmist would say, across Hillard's.
The knots and tangles were to come
later.
"The coffee in this country is abom-
innblei" growled one.
The waiter smiled covertly behind
his hand." These Italians and these
Germans! Why, there Is only one
place in the world where both the aro-
ma and the flavor of coffee are pre-
served, and it is not, decidedly not, in
Italy or Germany, And if his tip ex-
ceeded 10 ceots he would be vastly
surprised. The Italian never wastes
on necessities a penny which can be
applied to the gaining tables. And
these two were talking about Monte'
Carlo and Ostend.
The younger ok,the two was a very
handsome man, tall, slender and nerv-
ous, the Venetian type, his black eyes,
keen and roving, suggesting a hasty
temper. The mouth, partly hidden un-
der a graceful military mustache, was
thin lipped, the mouth of a man who
was always master of his vices. From
his right cheek bone to the corner of
his mouth ran a scar, very well heal-
ed. And the American imagination
might readily have pictured villas,
maids in durance vile and sword
thrusts under the mooniight. But the
waiter, who had served his time in a
foreign army, knew no • foil or rapier
could have made such a scar; more
probably the saber.
His companion was equailt pictur-
esque. With white head and iron gray
beard, he wore in his buttonhole a tiny
bow of ribbon, the badge of foreign
service.
"I'm afraid, Enrico, that you have
brought me to America on a useless
adventure," said the diplomat,
"She is here in New York, and I
shall find her. I must have money --
must! 1 owe you the incredible amount
of 100,000 lire. There are millions un-
der my hand, and I cannot touch a
penny."
"Do not let your debt to me worry
you."
"You aro so very good, Giuseppe!"
"Have we not grown up together?
Sometimes I think I am partly to
blame for your extravagance. But a
friend is a friend or he is not."
"But he who borrows from bis friend
loses him, Observe how I am placed.
It is mnddening. I have had a dozen
opportunities to marry riches. This
millstone is eternally round my neck.
I have gone through my part of the
fortune which was left us Independ-
ently. She has ell of hers, and that is
why she le so strong. I am absolutely
helpless."
"Poor friend! These American 'axe
men! They alt believe that a man
must have no peccadillos once be has
signed the marriage contract Body
of Bacchus! The sacrament does net
make a man less human than he was
before. But this ono is clever. She
might be Italian born."
"Her mother was Italian. It is the
schooling in this country that lids made
her so clever. The only thing Italian
about her is her hatted. She is my
countrywoman there. Without her
consent I Can touch nothing, and it I
divorce her--pouffl--all goes to the
state. Sometimes I long to get my' two
bands round her White throat. One
mistake, one little mistake! I am will-
ing to swear that she toted me In the
beginning, And I was a fool not to
profit. by this sentiment. (lire ale pa-
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iniich and yen may have yetis freedom.
here is always that cursed wits. The
eroa'n ref Italy will never tvlthdrety
its bawl, No 1VIth bis w'ire`s family
en hie Mends, especially lel brother.
the king will rt triv t ills
t •h s."
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".\ »411, remember, we have but ten
ttnr'(11''.7%:e'..itt' vial" not find time hears*. 1
knee 11 lett etch lath:here alai grocers
Who call themselves the aristocracy.
And some of them pay bridge and
ecarte. "
The ediplo
diplonint smiledanticipation.
"1 have,followed her step by step to
the bent at Naples, She is here. She
will not be bard to find. She bas
wealthy friends,"
"You say she is beautiful?"
"Yes. and a beautiful woman cannot.
hide. Think of it! Chateaux' and vii.
las and splendid rents, all welting to
be gormmnlred by the state! Let us
get opt into the air before 1 become
excited. and fergct where 1 am."
'The waltet stepped forward. with
the coats and hhts,
CFIAPTER III,
NNE. A11ig0T,
FIREE tights later, as Hillard
and Aier1'ihew were dining to-
gether at the club, the stew-
ard came into the grill loom
and swept his placid eye over the
groups of divers. Singling out FM -
lard, be came solemnly down to the
oreer table and laid a blue letter at
the side of Hillard's plate.
"I did not see you when you came
In, sir," sald the steward, his voice as
1)olemn as his step. "'the letter ar-
rived yesterday."
"Thank you, Tbotuas." With no
small difficulty IIillard composed his
face and repressed the eagerness in his.
eyes. She had seen; she had written;
the letter lay under his hand! Who
said that romance had taken flight?
True, the reading of the letter might
disillusion him, but always would
there be that vision and the voice com-
ing out of the fog. Nonchalantly he
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Re sat there staring.
turned the letter face downward and
went on with the meal.
"I did not know that your mail
came to the club," said Merrihew.
"It doesn't. Only rarely a letter
drifts this way."
"Well, go on and read it. Don't let
me keep you from it. Some charmer,
I'll wager. Here I pour all my adven-
tures Into your ear, and I on my side
never so much as get a hint of yours.
Go on. read it."
"Adventures, fiddlesticks! The letter
can wait. It is probably a bill."
"A bill in a fashionable envelope like
that?"
Millard only smiled, tipped the cra-
dle and refilled Merrihew's glass with
some excellent Romanee Conti. !'When
does Kitty sail?" he asked after awhile
of silence.
"A week from this Saturday, Feb. 2.
What the deuce did you bring up that
for? I've been trying to forget it."
"Where do they land?"
"Naples. They open in Rome the
first week in March. All the arrange-
ments are complete." After coffee
Merrihew pushed back his chair. "I'll
reserve a table in the billiard room
white you read your letter."
"I'll be with you shortly," grate-
fully.
So with the inevitable black cigar
between his teeth Merrihew sauntered
off toward the billiard room, while
Hillard picked up his letter and
studied it. His fingers trembled slight-
ly as he tore open the envelope. The
handwriting, the paper, the modest
size, All these pointed to a woman of
culture and refinement. But a subtle
spirit of irony pervaded ft alt. She
would never have answered bis print-
ed inquiry bad she not laughed "over
it, for pinned to the top of the letter
was the clipping, the stupid, banal
clipping: "Will the lady who sang
from 'Mine. Angot' communicate, with
gentleman who leaned out of tbe win-
dow? J. H., Burgomaster club."
There was neither a fennel beginning
nor a formal ending, only four crisp
lines. But these Implied one thing
and distinctly --the writer had eo de-
sire for further communication "with
gentleman who leaned out of the win-
do'w." He read and reread slowly:
I ant sorry to learn that my staging' dis-
turbed you. There was a reason. At that
particular moment I was happy,
That was alt. It was enough. She
had laughed. She was a lady bumor-
ously inclined, not to say mischievous.
A comic opera star would have sent
her press agent round to see %stat ed-
vertlsing could be got out of the led -
dent; a prima donna Would have np.
pealed to her primo tenor for the
sante purpose. A gentlewoman sorely;
m re verr she lived O b s e l within the 'radius
the *Metal radltis, of the Madison
square branch of the pnstotlice, for
such was the postmark. Common
sense armed lilnt to dismiss the whole
Affair tied latigh over It he "the lady
in the fog" had done. But conmelen
si+nee often goes ihbent with a pedant's
strtef and 1s something to nvold an oc-
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