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"Do you speak English?"
"Yes," came the answer, and again the maiden smiled a bewildering smile.
"Do you live in these houses?"
"Yes."
"Do you know a young lady named Fennetti?"
"That is my name," and the girl smiled even more sweetly than before.
The detective did not smile, however, but the regret shot through his mind: "Why in thunder did I chance to pitch upon that name?"
"I am looking for a Miss Fennetti, a drawing teacher."
"I am a drawing teacher," came the startling answer.
The detective for a moment was knocked endways, but he was a young officer of wonderful resource and he said:
"I am glad to meet you. I was told that you could tell me where I can find a gentleman named Argetti."
Our hero had manufactured the name, but the dark-eyed beauty with the glittering black eyes at once answered:
"I know Signor Argetti."
The detective was matched, but he discerned that he had not only caught a nibble, but a regular bite, and he was in danger of being bitten if he did not play just right.
He was the cool-headed, nervy man to do it, however, and he said:
"Will you furnish me the direction?"
"I will take you to his house."
"Oh, do you know where he lives?"
"Yes."
"Is it far from here?"
"Yes."
The girl had made a slip. She had given our hero a chance to hedge. She was bright and smart, but she would have been a mind-reader had she successfully parried our detective clear to the end of his diplomacy. He appeared to stop and think, and the girl asked:
"Shall I guide you?"
"I was thinking."
She exclaimed quickly:
"It is not very far. It will only take us about ten minutes."
While talking to the pretty Italian girl our hero was letting his glance wander around. He was looking for a _bigger fish_. The girl, meantime, raised her hand to her brow as though to recall something to her mind; as she did so Oscar observed a gem of rare value glittering on her finger, and mentally he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed:
"Aha! I reckon I am getting into deep water."
"Will you go?" she asked.
"And you will guide me?"
"I will."
"My business with Mr. Argetti is not really pressing, but I will go for the pleasure of having such a lovely guide."
"Hold! hold! no flattery, please. I am merely obliging a stranger."
The girl's eyes flashed with a different light than that which illuminated them when her eyes embellished her smile.
"I don't mean to flatter you. I but spoke the truth."
"You wish to see Signor Argetti personally?"
"Yes."
"You will not be able to see him before night."
"And will I be compelled to wait until to-night?"
"To see him, yes."
"Can you not go and show me where his house is located, and then I can call upon him at my leisure?"
"I cannot go with you until to-night."
Again the girl smiled one of her bewildering smiles.
"At what hour shall I come here?"
"At about nine o'clock."
"And then I will surely find him at home?"
"Yes."
"And you will meet me to guide me to his home?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"At the railroad crossing."
