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npleasant corpse of him."
"He wants to be a locksmith!" burst out Cervoni. "To learn how to
pick locks, I suppose," he added with sardonic bitterness.
"Why not let him be a locksmith?" I ventured.
"Who would teach him?" he cried. "Where could I leave him?" he
asked, with a drop in his voice; and I had my first glimpse of
genuine despair. "He steals, you know, alas! PAR TA MADONNE! I
believe he would put poison in your food and mine - the viper!"
He raised his face and both his clenched fists slowly to heaven.
However, Cesar never dropped poison into our cups. One cannot be
sure, but I fancy he went to work in another way.
This voyage, of which the details need not be given, we had to
range far afield for sufficient reasons. Coming up from the South
to end it with the important and really dangerous part of the
scheme in hand, we found it necessary to look into Barcelona for
certain definite information. This appears like running one's head
into the very jaws of the lion, but in reality it was not so. We
had one or two high, influential friends there, and many others
humble but valuable because bought for good hard cash. We were in
no danger of being molested; indeed, the important inforyilai：
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