"'Don Antonio, we must continue the work. Not in that place (the stone house), but in another farm that has been rented by Giglio and that is very far from Highland. We will not work any more with the same press because it is not very good as to impression. We must buy a new press, which Calichio is negotiating for now, a new model.' "'I will not come again,' I replied, 'because I have found work as a compositor and I am to go to work to-morrow.' "'Don't begin to make trouble. You know all our secrets now and we can't let you go.' "'But why don't you let Calichio continue the work?' "'Calichio is no good at the press. You know of what he is capable.' "'I cannot go,' I repeated. "'Listen, Don Antonio, I promise you that you will not work much. Print at least the other ten-thousand sheets of paper for two-dollar notes and the work will be completed. Then we will suspend operations for the summer, and will begin again in the Fall.' "'Mr. Cecala, I will return to print the paper that is left, but you must give me, at the beginning of August, $400 because I want to return to Italy; then I will come back to New York in November. Are you satisfied?' "'Have no doubts as to that. By the first two weeks of August I will give you $500 and not $400, because by that time I will have sold all the money. But will you return to America?' "'Yes, because I am going to Italy only to arrange family affairs.' "Calichio now arrived and said that he had found the party who wanted to sell the press, and he suggested that I go and see the man. At this juncture Giglio interrupted to say that the press, which we had been using, had been broken up and thrown into the woods on the farm that had just been rented in his name for the new location of the plant. "'But,' put in Calichio, 'is that farm a place that is at all likely to be suspected?' "'Certainly not,' said Giglio, 'it is far from Highland, about three hours over the road, and is situated on the Hudson River. It is a frame house standing by itself so that in working there will be no noise heard by neighbors. And there is no road where people pass by the house.' "'You mean,' Cecala interrupted, 'that you can work without fear of being disturbed?' "'Not even the flies will disturb us.' "'Good,' said Cecala, turning to me. 'Go and see this Riso (the pressman) and see if he really wants to sell the press.' "'Why should I go and not some one else?' "'You are of the trade and know whether there are any defects.' "'And if he asks me who I am, what shall I answer?' "'Tell him you are Cosentino and have a shop on One Hundred and Fortieth Street.' "'Why don't you come with me?' "'No,' said Cecala, 'I will wait here.' "'It would be better that you come along. Two heads are better than one.'