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O'Mally's on the water-wagon. But Kitty aggravates me." "What has she done now refused you by Marconigraph?" "No; but she promised me her address." "Address her care Cook's, Florence, Rome, Venice. It's the popular mail-box of Europe; and if she has given them the address, they will forward." "That helps considerably. I'm glad there's one Cook which can be relied on."
She is here incognito. You must not repeat what I have told you," was O'Mally's added warning. On the balcony the two women were talking quietly. "What in the world is that man O'Mally up to now?" said La Signorina curiously. "Can't you see?" replied Kitty. "He is acting as guide in Pietro's place." "Merciful heavens!" La Signorina retired, stifling her laughter.
"I am not the kind of woman who faints." The prince lurched toward Hillard, but fortunately Merrihew heard the slithering sound of the saber as it left its scabbard. Kitty screamed and O'Mally shouted. Merrihew, with a desperate lunge, stopped the blow. He received a rough cut over the knuckles, but he was not aware of this till the excitement was past. He flung the saber at O'Mally's feet.
"They are in the parlor, waiting. I don't know what news they bring." There was a brightness in his eyes that meant unmistakable things to his two companions. They laid aside their pipes, tidied up a bit, and went down to the stuffy salon. The two women rose as the men entered. There was good cheer and handshaking. O'Mally's heart sank, however, as he touched the hand of La Signorina.
O'Mally's face wore several new wrinkles; and both he and Smith were looking at the green mold on the flag-stones as interestedly as if China was but on the other side. Kitty saw nothing, not even the hills she was staring at. "Since you have made up your mind, Jack," said Merrihew doggedly, "why, there's nothing for me to do but fall in. But it's kings against two-spots."
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