"I have decided to purchase a valuable antique ring from my host，at a price of fifty thousand dollars，which trifling sum I must have at once to complete the transaction，for until full payment is made I cannot rejoin you.Therefore you must hasten to raise the dougha.Here's the programme，my dear girls：One of you must go by first train to Messina and cable Isham，Marvin &Co.to deposit with the New York correspondents of the Banca Commerciale Italiana fifty thousand dollars，and have instructions cabled to the Messina branch of that bank to pay the sum to the written order of JohnMerrick.This should all be accomplished within twenty—four hours.Present the enclosed order，together with my letter of credit and passport，which will identify my signature，and draw the money in cash.Return with it to Taormina and give it secretly to the boy Tato，who will bring it to me.I will rejoin you within three hours after I have paid for the ring.
"This may seem a strange proceeding to you，my dears，but you must not hesitate to accomplish it—if you love me.Should my old friend Silas Watson be now with you，as I expect him to be，he will assist you to do my bidding，for he will be able to realize，better than I can now explain，how important it is to me.
"Also I beg you to do a like service for Count Ferralti，who is entrustinga his personal commission，to Louise.He also must conclude an important purchase before he can return to Taormina.
"More than this I am not permitted to say in this letter.Confide in no stranger，or official of any sort，and act as secretly and quietly as possible.I hope soon to be with you.
"Very affectionately，Uncle John."
"What does it all mean？"asked Patsy，bewildered，when Beth had ?nished reading.
"Why，it is clear enough，I'm sure，"said Kenneth.
"Uncle John is imprisoned by brigands，and the money he requires is his ransom.We must get it as soon as possible，you know，and luckily he is so rich that he won't miss this little draft at all."Beth sat silent，angrily staring at the letter.
"I suppose，"said Patsy，hesitating，"the robbers will do the dear uncle some mischief，if he doesn't pay.""Just knock him on the head，that's all，"said the boy."But there's no need to worry.We can get the money easily."Suddenly Beth jumped up.
"Where's that girl？"she demanded，sharply."What girl？""Tato.""Tato，my dear coz，is a boy，"answered Kenneth ；"and he disappeared ages ago.""You must be blind，"said Beth，scornfully，"not to recognize a girl when you see one.A boy，indeed ！""Why，he dressed like a boy，"replied Kenneth，hesitatingly."So much the more disgraceful，"sniffed Beth."Shebelongs to those brigands，I suppose.""Looks something like Victor Valdi，"said Patsy，thoughtfully."Il Duca？Of course！I see it myself，now.Patricia，it isthat wicked duke who has captured Uncle John.""I had guessed that，"declared Patsy，smiling.
"He must be a handsome rascal，"observed Kenneth，"for the child is pretty as a picture.""He isn't handsome at all，"replied Beth；"but there is alook about the child's eyes that reminds me of him.""That's it，exactly，"agreed Patsy.
Louise now approached them with a white，frightened face.
"Isn't it dreadful！"she moaned."They are going to killFerralti unless he gives them thirty thousand dollars.""And I don't believe he can raise thirty cents，"said Patsy，calmly.
"Oh，yes，he can，"answered Louise，beginning to cry."Hi—his—father is d—dead，and has left him—a—fortune.""Don't blubbera，Lou，"said the boy，chidinglyb；"in that case your dagoc friend is as well off as need be.But Isuppose you're afraid the no—accounta Count won't ?gure his life is worth thirty thousand dollars.It does seem like an awful price to pay for a foreigner.""It isn't that，"said Louise，striving to control her emotion.
"He says he hates to be robbed.He wouldn't pay a penny if he could help it.""Good for the Count ！I don't blame him a bit，"exclaimedBeth."It is a beastly shame that free born Americans should be enslaved by a crew of thieving Sicilians，and obliged to purchase their freedom！""True for you，"said Kenneth，nodding."But what are we going to do about it？""Pay，of course，"decided Patsy，promptly."Our Uncle John is too precious to be sacrificed for all the money in the world.Come；let's go and ?nd Mr.Watson.We ought not to lose a moment's time."The lawyer read Uncle John's letter carefully，as well asthe one from Count Ferralti，which Louise confided to him with the request that he keep the young man's identity a secret for a time，until he could reveal it to her cousins in person.
"The only thing to be done，"announced Mr.Watson，"is to carry out these instructions faithfully.We can send the cable messages from here，and in the morning Louise and I will take the train for Messina and remain there until we get the money.""It's an outrage！"cried Beth.
"Of course，my dear.But it can't be helped.And your uncle is wise to take the matter so cheerfully.After all，it is little enough to pay for one's life and liberty，and our friend is so wealthy that he will never feel the loss at all.""It isn't that；it's the principle of the thing that I object to，"said the girl."It's downrighta disgraceful to be robbed so easily.""To be sure；but the disgrace is Italy's，not ours.
Object all you want to，Beth，dear，"continued the old lawyer，smiling at her；"but nevertheless we'll pay as soon as possible，and have done with it.What we want now is your Uncle John，and we want him mighty badly.""Really，the pirates didn't charge enough for him，"added Patsy.
So Mr.Watson sent the cables to John Merrick's bankers and Count Ferralti's attorney，and the next morning went with Louise to Messina.
Frascatti drove all the party down the road to the station at Giardini，and as the train pulled out，Beth，who had remained seated in the victoria with Patricia and Kenneth，suddenly stood up to pull the vetturino's sleeve.
"Tell me，Frascatti，"she whispered，"isn't that Il Duca'schild？Look—that little one standing in the corner？""Why，yes；it is really Tato，"answered the man，before he thought to deny it.
"Very well；you may now drive us home，"returnedBeth，a shade of triumph in her voice.
