"We'll go through another interrogatory in an hour," he said; "stop here till I return." Luigi was always too full of his own cunning to suspect the same in another, until he was left alone to reflect on a scene; when it became overwhelmingly transparent.

"But, what could I say more than I did say ?" he asked himself, as he stared at the one lamp Barto had left.

Finding the door unfastened, he took the lamp and lighted himself out, and along a cavernous passage ending in a blank wall, against which his heart knocked and fell, for his sensation was immediately the terror of imprisonment and helplessness.

Mad with alarm, he tried every spot for an aperture.

Then he sat down on his haunches; he remembered hearing word of Barto Rizzo's rack:--certain methods peculiar to Barto Rizzo, by which he screwed matters out of his agents, and terrified them into fidelity.