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r and sat staring at him in wonderment. The detective had evidently been furnished with a photograph of the dead man, and now, like myself, discovered him alive and living. "Signor Padrone!" cried the man whose appearance was so absolutely bewildering. "How did you find me here? I admit that I deceived you when I told you I worked at the Milano," he went on rapidly in Italian. "But it was under compulsion--my actions that night were not my own--but those of others." "Yes, I understand," I said. "But come out into the street. I don't wish to speak before these people. Your padrone knows Italian, no doubt." "Ah! only a very little," he answered, smiling. "Have no fear of him." "But there is Emilio, the cook?" "Then you have met him!" he exclaimed quickly, with a strange look of apprehension. "He is an undesirable person, signore." "So I gather," I answered. "But I desire to speak to you outside--not here." And then turning with a smile to the Pole, I apologized for taking away his servant for a few minutes. "Recollect, I am his old master, I added." "Of course, m'sieur," answered the Pole, bowing politely. "Speak with him where and how long you will. He is entirely at your service." And when we were outside in Westbourne Grove, Olinto walking by my side in wonderment, I asked suddenly: "Tell me. Have you ever been in Scotland--at Dumfries?" "Never, signore, in my life. Why?" "Answer me another question," I said quickly. "You married Armida at the Italian Consulate. Where is she now--where is she this morning?" He turned pale, and I saw a complete change in his countenance. "Ah, signore!" he responded, "I only wish I could tell." "It is untrue that she is an invalid," I went on, "or that you live in Lambeth. Your address is in Albany Road, Camberwell. You can't deny these facts." "I do not deny them, Signor Commendatore. But how did you learn this?" "The authorities in Italy know everything," I answered. "Like that of all your countrymen, your record is written down at the Commune." "It is a clean one, at any rate, signore," he declared with some slight warmth. "I have a permesso to carry a revolver, which is in itself sufficient proof that I am a man of spotless character." "I cast no reflection whatever upon you, Olinto," I answered. "I have merely inquired after your wife, and you do not give me a direct reply." We had walked to the Royal Oak, and stood talking on the curb outside
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