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Updated: June 26, 2025
"And then," he said in conclusion, "when the searchers arrived we followed the foot prints of yourself and the bear until we came upon you digging this grave." Bridge's companions and Willie Case looked their surprise at his mention of a bear; but the gypsy girl only nodded her head as she had occasionally during his narrative. "I believe you," said the girl. "It is not easy to deceive Giova.
No one love heem, only Beppo and Giova. No one love Giova, only Beppo; but some day Beppo he keel Giova now HE is dead, for Beppo vera large, strong bear fierce bear ogly bear. Even Giova who love Beppo is afraid Beppo. Beppo devil bear! Beppo got evil eye. "Well," said Bridge, "I guess, Giova, that you and we are in the same boat.
When they arrived opposite the mill Bridge saw them and gave a low whistle. Immediately the two passed through the fence and approached him. "My!" exclaimed one, "I thought we never would get here; but we didn't see a soul on the road. Where is Giova?" "She hadn't come yet," replied Bridge, "and she may not.
"All right," acquiesced Giova; "but what we do with this?" and she jerked her thumb toward Willie Case. "If he don't behave we'll feed him to Beppo," suggested Bridge. Willie shook in his boots, figuratively speaking, for in reality he shook upon his bare feet. "Lemme go," he wailed, "an' I won't tell nobody nothin'." "No," said Bridge, "you don't go until we're safely out of here.
Sometimes he too drunk come home he sleep Squeebs. I go there. I find heem dead. He have fits, six, seven year. He die fit. Beppo stay guard heem. I carry heem home. Giova strong, he no very large man. Beppo come too. I bury heem. No one know we leeve here. Pretty soon I go way with Beppo. Why tell people he dead. Who care? Mak lot trouble for Giova whose heart already ache plenty.
Giova crossed the room, scolding him and at the same time attempting to assure him that the newcomers were friends; but the wicked expression upon the beast's face gave no indication that he would ever accept them as aught but enemies. It was a breathless Willie who broke into his mother's kitchen wide eyed and gasping from the effects of excitement and a long, hard run.
The light bewildered him and he paused, growling. His left shoulder was partially exposed. "Aim for his chest, on the left side," whispered Burton. The two men raised their rifles. There were two reports in close succession. Beppo fell forward without a sound and then rolled over on his side. Giova covered her face with her hands and sobbed.
"And the rest of the gang, those that were arrested with you," continued the detective, "how about them? All angels, I suppose." "There was only Bridge and the boy they called The Oskaloosa Kid, though he isn't the same one that murdered poor Mr. Paynter, and the Gypsy girl, Giova, that were with me. The others were tramps who came into the old mill and attacked us while we were asleep.
I s'ppose Pinkerton'll send for me 'bout the first thing 'n' offer me twenty fi' dollars a week, er mebbie more 'n thet. Gol durn, ef I don't hold out fer thirty! Gee!" Words, thoughts even, failed him. As the others planned they rather neglected Willie and when they came to assisting Giova in lowering her father into the grave and covering him over with earth they quite forgot Willie entirely.
I should rather die than be found here with " She stopped abruptly, flushed scarlet as the other three looked at her in silence, and then: "I am sorry," she said. "I didn't know what I was saying. I am so frightened. You have all been good to me." "I tell you what we do." It was Giova speaking in the masterful voice of one who has perfect confidence in his own powers. "I know fine way out.
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