What do you suggest?"
"That you should remain here, in this hotel, and not venture out."
"For fear of something unfortunate happening to me!" I laughed. "I'm
really not afraid, Olinto," I added. "You know I carry this," and I drew
out my revolver from my hip-pocket.
"I know, signore," he said anxiously. "But you might not be afforded
opportunity for using it. When they lay a trap they bait it well."
"I know. They're a set of the most ingenious scoundrels in London, it is
very evident. Yet I don't fear them in the least," I declared. "I must
rescue the Signorina Heath."
"But, signore, have a care for yourself," cried the Italian, laying his
hand upon my arm. "You are a marked man. Ah! do I not know," he
exclaimed breathlessly. "If you go out you may run right into--well, the
fatal accident."
"Never fear, Olinto," I said reassuringly. "I shall keep my eyes well
open. Here, in London, one's life is safer than anywhere else in the
world, perhaps--certainly safer than in some places I could name in your
own country, eh?" at which he grinned.
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