"You have to-night shown me, signore, that you are my friend, and I will, in return, show you that I am yours." And suddenly grasping both my hands, he pulled me from the chair in which I was sitting, at the same time asking in a low intense whisper: "Do you always carry a revolver here in England, as you do in Italy ?" "Yes," I answered in surprise at his action and his question.

"Why ?" "Because there is danger here," he answered in the same low earnest tone.

"Get your weapon ready.

You may want it." "I don't understand," I said, feeling my handy Colt in my back pocket to make sure it was there.
"Forget what I have said--all--all that I have told you to-night, sir," he said.

"I have not explained the whole truth.