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Updated: June 17, 2025
"They will take you back to Sicily, to Colonel Neri and his carbineers, and you will hang. Before it is too late, tell me, where is Belisario Cardi?" Narcone moistened his livid lips and glared malignantly at his inquisitors. But he could not be prevailed upon to speak.
You cannot stamp out the Mafia in a day, in a week; it is Sicilian character. Already you have done enough to vindicate the law. If you go on in a mad attempt to catch this Cardi whose existence, even, is doubtful the consequences may be in every way bad." "We have five of the murderers now, and we'll have the other man soon the fellow with the rubber coat. The grand jury will indict them.
Of course, when one is a child one takes everything for granted; but looking back on it afterwards I have often wondered whether Arthur was really a Burton." "Possibly he found out something about his mother that may easily have been the cause of his death, not the Cardi affair at all," Martini interposed, offering the only consolation he could think of at the moment. Gemma shook her head.
"I know it. What's more, I know who he is." "Belisario Cardi? Bah! Few people believe there is such a man." "You and I believe it." "Perhaps. But what if I could lay hands upon him? Think you that I, or any Sicilian, would dare? All the police of this city could never take Belisario Cardi. It is to make laugh! Our friend Donnelly was unwise, he was too zealous. Now he is but a memory.
"And is the new Director chosen yet?" "Father Cardi has been nominated and arrives here to-morrow." "Is not that rather sudden?" "Yes; but The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment." "Do you know the new Director?" "Not personally; but he is very highly spoken of. Monsignor Belloni, who writes, says that he is a man of great erudition."
In that very group yonder there probably was more than one who knew the evil genius in person, and yet they were held in a thralldom of fear which no offer of riches could break. What manner of man was this Cardi? What hellish methods did he follow to wield such despotism?
For one thing, there's no further need of concealment. I I want people to know who you are. It seems hardly conceivable that Belisario Cardi has gone to meet his punishment, but it is true. Lucrezia has her revenge at last. It has been a terrible task for all of us, but it brought you and me together. I don't intend ever to let you go again, Margherita. I loved you there in Sicily.
Blake explained briefly his concern, but when he had finished, the girl surprised him by breaking forth into a furious denunciation of the assassins. She surrendered to her passion with complete abandon, and began to curse the names of Cardi and Gian Narcone horribly. "We demand blood to wash our blood," she cried.
Norvin undertook to stare him down. "You will hang for this, Larubio," he said. The fierce gray eyes met his unflinchingly. "You had a hand in the killing, for I saw you. But you acted against your will. Am I right?" Still the patriarch flung back his glance defiantly. "You were ordered to kill and you dared not disobey. Where is Belisario Cardi?" The old man started.
He wrote to Gemma, promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. He knelt down before the crucifix. Father Cardi had promised to receive him in the morning; and for this, his last confession before the Easter communion, he must prepare himself by long and earnest prayer.
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