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Vendetta

CHAPTER XI
11/19

The waiter vanished to execute his orders and Ferrari drew his chair closer to mine.
"I see you smoke," he said, gayly.

"Can I offer you one of my cigars?
They are unusually choice.

Permit me," and he proffered roe a richly embossed and emblazoned silver cigar-case, with the Romani arms and coronet and MY OWN INITIALS engraved thereon.

It was mine, of course--I took it with a sensation of grim amusement--I had not seen it since the day I died! "A fine antique," I remarked, carelessly, turning it over and over in my hand, "curious and valuable.

A gift or an heirloom ?" "It belonged to my late friend, Count Fabio," he answered, puffing a light cloud of smoke in the air as he drew his cigar from his lips to speak.


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