"
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 ejaculated:
"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.
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