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Dunbar and the commissario had put a long distance between themselves and the estancia house now. The silence of the hot night settled down with its palpable mysterious weight upon the earth. The stars looked farther away than usual in the fathomless vault of heaven, and the world slumbered with a feeling of restlessness under the burden of the aching solitude of the night.

'Are you in the police out here? Peter asked, with a glance at the commissario to whom he had just handed a cup of coffee. 'No, I 'm not, answered Dunbar, with his usual economy of speech. 'I 'm from Scotland Yard, and I want E. W. Smith on another count. But I 'll come to that some other time. I 'll need to be off now.

'Well, it's a hanging matter if we get him, said Dunbar cheerfully. He and the commissario had their orders, and they would be obliged to execute them. The results must be left for a court of justice to decide. They rode away the following morning, and there seemed nothing for it but to wait at the estancia until more news was forthcoming.

Every one was thinking of the same subject, and his abrupt exclamation needed no explanation. 'If he could trust his hands he might, said the commissario in halting, broken English; 'but I doubt if they or the peons have been paid lately. 'Besides, on the steamer, said Toffy, 'he could be easily caught. 'Yes, said Dunbar, 'if he knows that we want to catch him, which he doesn't.

Accordingly, I got ready the requisite douceur; and, waiting his return, which soon happened, took care to drop the few pauls into his palm at the next squeeze. On the instant the gate opened. But alas! I was in a worse plight than ever. There was no commissario to be had at that hour.

Rayne expressed a hope that the signorina's journey from Milan had been a pleasant one. "Quite," the handsome black-eyed girl replied. "I stayed one day in Paris." "The signorina has made a conquest in Milan," laughed Tracy. "Farini, the commissario of police, has fallen in love with her!" Rayne smiled, and turning to her, said: "I congratulate you, signorina.

But our patriotic gentleman allows the spy to walk away, to climb fifty other mountains and take five thousand other measurements, all of which have by this time safely reached Berlin and Vienna. That, Signor Commissario, is not our English notion of patriotism. I shall certainly make it my business to write and congratulate the Banca d'Italia on possessing such a good Italian as director.

It is called Mount Muretta and occupies a commanding situation. For reasons which I will leave you, Signer Commissario, to investigate, this gentleman climbed up that mountain and was observed, on the very summit, making calculations and taking measurements with instruments." Now why did I climb up that wretched Muretta? For an all-sufficient reason: it was a mountain.

But, short of any conduct which could be so characterized, he would have been very glad to see the Marchese quit of an entanglement which alone stood in the way, as he conceived, of his forming an alliance so desirable in every point of view as the marriage with the great-niece of the Cardinal Legate. "Can I be permitted to see the Marchese Ludovico, Signor Commissario?

The commissario drank his coffee, and Dunbar waited restlessly for his telegram. After breakfast he and Peter slept for a time, for both were dog-tired, and the day was oppressively hot. In the afternoon a telegram came to say that no news had been heard of Purvis, and that he was believed to be still in the neighbourhood of La Dorada.