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"Why, we were the happiest pair in all
London. No unkind word ever passed between us. There seems absolutely no
reason whatever why she should go away without wishing me a word of
farewell."
"But why haven't you told the police?"
"For reasons that I have already stated. I prefer to make inquiries for
myself."
"And in what have your inquiries resulted?"
"Nothing--absolutely nothing," he said gravely.
"You do not suspect any plot? I recollect that night in Lambeth you
told me that you had enemies?"
"Ah! so I have, signore--and so have you!" he exclaimed hoarsely. "Yes,
my poor Armida may have been entrapped by them."
"And if entrapped, what then?"
"Then they would kill her with as little compunction as they would a
fly," he said. "Ah! you do not know the callousness of those people. I
only hope and pray that she may have escaped and is in hiding somewhere,
and will arrive unexpectedly and give me a startling surprise. She
delights in startling me," he added with a laugh.
Poor fellow, I thought, she would never again be able to startle him.


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