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We might have killed Albert a thousand times and left no sign a fact that brings me to that part of my recital I most deplore. But a measure of delay was necessary that we might learn the market value of his books otherwise Virgilio Poggi would doubtless have robbed us after the old man's death.
I tried to back out; but you can't back away from some women any more than you can back away from a prairie fire." He shook his head gloomily." It seems she wasn't satisfied with Poggi; she had ambitions. She'd caught a glimpse of the life that went on around her and wanted to take part in it.
"I'd been meeting her on street corners up to that point; but she finally told me to come to the house while Poggi was away it was the day you were hurt. I rebelled, but she made such a scene I had to agree or be arrested for blocking traffic. She carries a dagger, Norvin, in her stocking, or somewhere; it's no longer than your finger, but it's the meanest-looking weapon I ever saw.
"Well, it's quite a story, and it all happened through the woman " Bernie flushed a bit as he met his companion's eye. "When I told you about Mrs. Poggi I didn't exactly go into all the intimate er details. The truth is she became deeply interested in me. I told you how I met her Well, she wasn't averse to receiving my attentions Heavens, no! She ate 'em up!
As a Flamstedite in good and regular standing, he knew he ought to vote for his own, Emlie, instead of a foreigner. But, he desired above all things to see Luigi Poggi, his friend, the most popular merchant and keenest man of affairs in the town, the first mayor of the city of Flamsted.
When they rose to look their last upon that loved face, they knew that their lives had received through his spirit the benediction of God. Champney returned to his work, for time pressed. The quarrymen in The Gore had asked permission the day before to quarry a single stone in which their priest should find his final resting place. Many of them were Italians, and Luigi Poggi was spokesman.
Gentlemen," he filled his glass again and held it high above his head, "I give you with all my heart Mr. Luigi Poggi, an honored and prosperous citizen of Flamsted my future son-in-law the prospective husband of my youngest daughter, Dulcibella Caukins." The company rose to a man, young Caukins assisting Quimber to his feet.
What particularly stunned me was the news that Maruffi, not Poggi, was the head of the Mafia; but my experience in criminal work has taught me to be guided by circumstances, and not theory, so when I learned more about Caesar's escape I fell to wondering where he could hide.
Signor Poggi, a small, fat man with a bald head, broad brow, and twinkling eyes, grasped their hands and listened with wonder to the reason for their arrival. He knew English and always delighted in the practice of that language when opportunity offered. "But this is beyond belief!" he said. "An enemy for Alberto! Who should be his enemy he who is the friend of every man?
Two days later the book lover and Peter were taking a steamer for Varenna, whence they would entrain for Milan and so return to England. The meeting of Signor Poggi and Mr. Ganns afforded exquisite satisfaction to Albert, and Peter did not cloud his pleasure with any allusion to the future until the following morning.
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