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Aunt Jane's Nieces Abroad

It is very regrettable, signorina; but it is so."

Patsy was wringing her hands, frantic with terror. Louise was white and

staring. Beth puckered her pretty brow in a frown and tried to think.

"Ferralti is also gone," murmured Louise, in a hoarse voice. "They will

rob or murder him with Uncle John!"

"I am quite convinced," said Beth, coldly, "that your false count is a

fellow conspirator of the brigand called Il Duca. He has been following

us around to get a chance to ensnare Uncle John."

"Oh, no, no, Beth! It is not so! I know better than that."

"He would lie to you, of course," returned the girl bitterly. "As soon

as the trap was set he disappeared, bag and baggage, and left the simple

girl he had fooled to her own devices."

"You do not know what you are saying," retorted Louise, turning her back

to Beth and walking to a window. From where they stood they could hear

her sobbing miserably.

"Whether Frascatti is right or not," said Patsy, drying her eyes and

trying to be brave, "we ought to search for Uncle John at once."

"I think so, too," agreed Beth. Then, turning to the Sicilian, she said:

"Will you get together as many men as possible and search the hills,

with lanterns, for my uncle? You shall be well paid for all you do."

"Most certainly, signorina, if it will please you," he replied. "How

long do you wish us to search?"

"Until you find him."

"Then must we grow old in your service. _Non fa niente!_ It is

regrettable, but--"

"Will you go at once?" stamping her foot angrily.

"Most certainly, signorina."

"Then lose no time. I will go with you and see you start."

She followed the man out, and kept at his side until he had secured

several servants with lanterns for the search. The promise of high

_caparra_ or earnest money made all eager to join the band, but the

padrone could only allow a half dozen to leave their stations at the

hotel. In the town, however, whither Beth accompanied them, a score of

sleepy looking fellows were speedily secured, and under the command of

Frascatti, who had resolved to earn his money by energy and good will

because there was no chance of success, they marched out of the Catania

Gate and scattered along the mountain paths.

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