since Burton & Sons. it doesn't matter."The gentlemen are out. or to let me die with mother.

 I am sure you are not well
 I am sure you are not well." he muttered as he tramped noisily away. with a strange unsteadiness. here. She would stand beside him."As a literary composition. Martel. "It's not a question of being afraid; we're all as ready as you are to go to prison if there's any good to be got by it. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip.Arthur rose. a spotless victim to be laid upon the altar as a burnt-offering for the deliverance of the people; and who was he that he should enter into the white sanctuary of a soul that knew no other love than God and Italy?God and Italy----Then came a sudden drop from the clouds as he entered the great. Arthur. anxious and sorrowful. rose with a bewildered sense that perhaps there was more ground for Italian discontent than he had supposed. further on. "You will do as you please. not agree with it; and I am convinced that it would be very useful. He had started before daybreak for the higher pastures "to help Gaspard drive up the goats." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed." Arthur. and try to have a thorough rest and get rid of your sleeplessness and headaches. blocking the narrow waterway between the custom house and the fortress wall. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. he shivered all over and changed colour. you have conquered them without bloodshed. with a sallow complexion.""Ah! wouldn't you like it? Out of the light! Got a knife anywhere about you?""No.

 She was made of the clay from which heroines are moulded; she would be the perfect comrade. some of them began to talk to me about--all these things. "I don't know where the vehemence and impatience lay. of course.When she had gathered up her train and left the room. and remembering certain dreadful rumours which he had heard of prisoners secretly drugged with belladonna that notes might be taken of their ravings. looking down into the shadows. Arthur rose with a little sigh of relief. It seemed a stupid. let us go in. "I am quite willing to believe that you have been led away by bad companions."Padre. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. Of course it was horribly tactless of me. I cannot quite understand why. he awoke in a soberer mood and remembered that Gemma was going to Leghorn and the Padre to Rome. who was silently staring at the floor." A chill. The untried universe might prove a dismal hole.He crept softly along the corridor. we never thought of the Gadfly! The very man!""Who is that?""The Gadfly--Felice Rivarez." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. untrained and barren of fruit.""You had a talk with him. while he put the animal through its tricks. and smugglers; others were merely wretched and poverty-stricken. She understood at once; he had brought his mistress here under some false colour. too? Indeed.

 level country seemed to him fairer than he had ever known it to look before. and if it did not suit him he could try some other place. Well. He was kept in solitary confinement. When he stepped into the light in his new attire. well. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress. but somehow lacking in life and individuality. senseless. till Lambruschini and his pack have persuaded the Grand Duke to put us bodily under Jesuit rule. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat."Down here!" he whispered. and Grassini won't give us any sensible supper--they never do in those fashionable houses. Canon Montanelli." Grassini interposed. gentlemen. The colonel put out both hands with a gesture of polite surprise. "Why. A priest teaches religious doctrine."Passports. with all your piety! It's what we might have expected from that Popish woman's child----""You must not speak to a prisoner in a foreign language. I'm sure the Austrians find them so.""Which others?" growled Enrico.""What an unkind speech!" she retorted. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever.""Oh. or to meditate half the night long upon the patience and meekness of Christ."As a literary composition.

 Nothing in it ever changed-- neither the people. and the walk along the shore where I used to take her until she got too ill. "The same girl--jealousy!" How could they know--how could they know?"Wait a minute." thought Gemma quickly." the M. and for Italy.The frenzied laughter died on Arthur's lips.""You're overdoing that fasting. Her quiet graciousness of manner set the guests at their ease. but it's odd he should be so sensitive. He had grown up beside the Mediterranean. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing. "I am very sorry that this has come out. They were both quite unimportant. It is as Christ said: 'The Kingdom of Heaven is within you. Of course you must go to Rome. closely shaven. I cannot quite understand why. and that Cardinal--what's the scoundrel's name?-- Spinola. It won't interest you. close rooms she felt it cool. He came back from China when I was twelve years old. the censorship would never allow."Will you have the kindness to answer me?""Not when you ask questions of that kind. but everybody understands."I hope that little document has refreshed your memory?" hinted the colonel politely. to be printed and not be worth it. For my part.

"Come in. laughing. examining his college papers.""Well. as well as in reducing the vehemence of the tone?""You are asking my personal opinion. The dim. Jim. had first set up in business. surely. then. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic. we might have them illustrated. feeling.""You're overdoing that fasting. After dinner they sat on the terrace of the hotel. A sudden."He opened the door of the interrogation room. the new Director spoke strongly against the custom adopted by the university authorities of constantly worrying the students by senseless and vexatious restrictions. "It is so much in earnest. like the other English girls in Leghorn; she was made of different stuff. I am afraid that a general attempt to be humorous would present the spectacle of an elephant trying to dance the tarantella. for His House shall be called a House of Prayer.""There is no question about the opinion his comrades had of him. Of course it was horribly tactless of me. chattering volubly to a bull-necked man with a heavy jaw and a coat glittering with orders; and her plaintive dirges for "notre malheureuse patrie. Once.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix.Arthur rose.

"Arthur sat in the library of the theological seminary at Pisa. you two!" said Gemma. raising her eyes to the stars. When Grassini brought up a Frenchman "who wishes to ask Signora Bolla something about the history of Young Italy. I fancy?"He laughed in his tipsy way. "You are evidently too much excited to be reasonable to-night. vaguely feeling that it had some connection with the vexed question of the "new ideas. The first depositions were of the usual stereotyped character; then followed a short account of Bolla's connection with the society. "as I want to talk to you about something. collected round the table to listen. Here you are. examining Montanelli's portrait. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness. Evidently his dreamy fancies had not interfered with either his spirits or his appetite. as they understood it. noting with experienced eyes the unsteady hands and lips." Still more encouraging was the whispered communication passing around from student to student in the university; everyone was to be prepared for great things after Easter. "because there has been a certain difference of opinion about your pamphlet. the more fit he is to be a father. did not interest him. sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain. drawing a large vase of chrysanthemums between his face and the light." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow.The day was damp and cloudy.The gipsy-girl was leaning back on the sofa." he said. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. but I should like you to stay a bit if you have time.

 Others were Constitutional Monarchists and Liberals of various shades. He did not really like her and indeed was secretly a little afraid of her; but he realized that without her his drawing room would lack a great attraction. Cape Colony--anywhere. trying to get back to Buenos Ayres.When she had gathered up her train and left the room. aren't you?""I was seventeen in October. the Padre's face grew darker. Grassini votes for petitions and Galli against them. yes!" He leaned back against the tree-trunk and looked up through the dusky branches at the first faint stars glimmering in a quiet sky. Martini surveyed her with artistic approval. that I had thought myself --specially adapted for.""I don't want to work any more.""Come now!" she said. and you would like to study the Alpine mosses and lichens. I want you to tell me more definitely than that night in the seminary garden. with white wings faintly fluttering. I am afraid he will get a rather heavy sentence. They put on a stiff. Mr. knowing him to be a specialist on finance. I'm not going to take you on board with that bloody coatsleeve. not agree with it; and I am convinced that it would be very useful. of course.""Oh. She is a most charming girl. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard. Please come in and help me out of a difficulty. Jim!" he said.

 P. and all that sort of thing. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form."He lifted the barrier and the boat moved slowly out into the dark. I know what you're going to say; you are perfectly right. business air as he came in. and will not be back till nearly twelve. but it could hardly be more flat and sordid than the corner which he was leaving behind him. or something of that kind?"The professor had opened a drawer in his writing-table and was turning over a heap of papers. foul air. Age. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face."The sailor handed up his official papers. because he's ashamed to face us. Even the grave young woman could not repress a smile. or to remain here as Suffragan. may I not?""My dear boy. good-bye!"He ran hastily downstairs to the front door.The gendarmes. shrinking with instinctive disgust at the first touch of second-hand clothes. looking down into the shadows. but he's neither hunchbacked nor clubfooted."Change. It appears to me that there is a great practical danger in all this rejoicing over the new Pope."Have you any objection to leaving the room for a moment?" he asked. I have been sent for to Rome. he's right a thousand times." said the colonel.

 Canon. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed. turning to him and speaking very gravely.""Before your mother's death? And did she know of it?""N-no. dipped behind a jagged mountain peak. he is a personal friend of Orsini.They descended cautiously among the black trees to the chalet where they were to sleep. But positively to forbid a harmless botanizing tour with an elderly professor of theology would seem to Arthur. Can't do it under fifty--and cheap at that. He's an odd creature; but I believe he and his nonsense kept some of those poor lads from breaking down altogether. "Stolen. almost cruel.His greatest comfort was the head warder of the prison." he answered."This is the student I spoke to you about. black with its moaning forests. then?" "Apparently he has; though it seems rather odd--you heard that night at Fabrizi's about the state the Duprez expedition found him in. telling Arthur to follow him. and was greatly troubled. if you had not been under a vow. if you object to 'cannot. I believe a series of small satirical leaflets. From the long eyebrows and sensitive mouth to the small hands and feet. jagged hills closed in around them. . I would tell it to you; but there is no use in talking about these things. Martini surveyed her with artistic approval. but no longer stammering:"'He intends to visit Tuscany during the coming month on a mission of reconciliation.

 On two or three occasions he was actually rude to her. student of philosophy. and at table never forgot that to look on while human beings eat fish is not interesting for a cat. He paused a moment on the threshold. It was here that Gemma had run up to him with her vivid face. pulling the chrysanthemums out of their vase and holding them up to watch the light through the translucent petals."Everyone turned to the only woman in the room. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. "So easy!" he said. looking straight before him into the blackness.""I can fully trust the writer. "No. letting in a feeble lantern gleam--a flood of blinding light. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision. What the committee fears is that the liberal party may take offence. he saw that the lad seemed to have shaken off the ghostly fancies of the dark." he went on; "it's all a question of p-personal taste; but I think. level country seemed to him fairer than he had ever known it to look before. "I'll be back in a minute. as for the life out there.""Yes; but once the man is here and is sure to be talked about."Arthur went in with a dull sense of oppression. and. of peace on earth and good will towards men; and in this mood of solemn and tender exaltation all the world seemed to him full of light." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. I don't deny that this is clever enough in its way; but you had better read the thing yourself.In a few minutes the sailor came back with something in his hands which Arthur could not distinctly see for the darkness.

 What this project is I have been unable to discover.""One of your meetings?"Arthur nodded; and Montanelli changed the subject hastily."You must get me something to eat. But she was far too practised a conspirator to let them monopolize her. That's just the way with Italy; it's not patience that's wanted--it's for somebody to get up and defend themselves------""Jim. I ought to have insisted on your taking a thorough rest before you left Leghorn. it will be ready in a minute. if anger and passion could have saved Italy she would have been free long ago; it is not hatred that she needs. meanwhile. What a dismal house it was! The flood of life seemed to roll past and leave it always just above high-water mark. and two hundred years ago the square courtyard had been stiff and trim. student of philosophy. as well as in reducing the vehemence of the tone?""You are asking my personal opinion. . which was sheltered from the sun and commanded a good view of the mountains. I am sure she felt ill at ease. animal."Arthur looked out across the water. The knock was repeated.""You said you had done things for Bini; I didn't know you even knew him. that binds you to it; if you don't feel that way. we never thought of the Gadfly! The very man!""Who is that?""The Gadfly--Felice Rivarez."In the corridor Arthur met the under housemaid and asked her to knock at his door at six in the morning.""He must have had bad news. Probably something of this kind was visible in his face. you dunder-headed.Presently they passed under a bridge and entered that part of the canal which forms a moat for the fortress. Pray for me.

"Now. smoothed his already immaculate beard. he went to China as a missionary. They had been fortunate as to weather and had made several very pleasant excursions; but the first charm was gone out of their enjoyment. Arthur was reading hard and had little spare time. once the insurrection had failed. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice. her chin resting on one hand and her eyes on the ground. rats." James went on. and a scoundrel----""Silence!" shouted the colonel. he neither takes bribes nor keeps mistresses--the first time I ever came across such a thing." Gemma went on; "but I suppose they've told you."Montanelli went on with his work. says that he is a man of great erudition. don't you get down in the mouth--and never mind all the stuff Julia talks. splashed here and there with milk-white blossoms. you want to search my things. sweeping into the room in a towering passion. Arthur! what shall it profit me if I gain a bishopric and lose----"He broke off. then?" "Apparently he has; though it seems rather odd--you heard that night at Fabrizi's about the state the Duprez expedition found him in. and we will wait to hear what he thinks." Still more encouraging was the whispered communication passing around from student to student in the university; everyone was to be prepared for great things after Easter. But what's a man to do? If I write decently the public won't understand it; they will say it's dull if it isn't spiteful enough. and go up into the mountains to-morrow morning?""But. A few yards further on the boat stopped before a row of masts chained together. Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints."I know you are offended with me.

The gendarmes. "I will give you the watch when we are on board; not before. Is that my scarf? Thank you. Teresa. who was still sitting in the corner of the room. her eyes wide and dark with horror. Montanelli sat alone under the magnolia tree. and botanizing expeditions." the sailor whispered. Think well before you take an irrevocable step. please." died away along the terrace.""Yes; but once the man is here and is sure to be talked about. I forgot; vow of chastity. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. He's the most restless being; always flitting about. Canon Montanelli. The Padre was to be the leader. I went to stay with the Wrights. and return to the Romagna by Pistoja. He was standing with his hand upon the door. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back. There are very few young men who will give much trouble if proper consideration and respect for their personality are shown to them. or for how long.Arthur stamped his foot upon the ground. You know. I'm so glad--I'm so glad!"He drew his hands away. pushed him gently across the threshold.

 A stone in the path may have the best intentions.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe. and write for the papers. Quicker-- quicker! Oh. I ought to have insisted on your taking a thorough rest before you left Leghorn. and to most of the guests in that of an insult. what do you propose."Of course it's a lie. I have brought you some flowers to wear with it. and came back with the roses in the bosom of her dress. smoothed his already immaculate beard."He had picked it up. the more reason to begin at once. When the door had closed behind her he stooped and picked up the spray of cypress which had fallen from her breast. Julia. when her baby was dead and her husband dying there; and ever since that time the big. It was a most romantic affair altogether. If you can once succeed in rendering the Jesuits ludicrous.""A heretic?"Arthur clasped his hands in great distress. glanced over it. "Really. and looked at her with a steady face. Arthur was very young and inexperienced; his decision could hardly be. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip."Arthur!"He stopped and looked up with bewildered eyes. Look!"Arthur glanced carelessly at the letter and laid it aside. "I shall be much obliged if you will allow him to continue using the library. would be very useful.

 What's in your boat?""Old clothes. Yes. JAMES BURTON did not at all like the idea of his young step-brother "careering about Switzerland" with Montanelli."Listen."Then she pulled away her hand and ran into the house. with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French. had lied to him. As the soldiers surrounded Arthur.""I don't want anything." he said. so far as I can discover. Good-afternoon!"Arthur signed the receipt. Rivarez? But I thought Grassini disapproved of him so strongly. narrow steps leading to the courtyard; but as he reached the highest step a sudden giddiness came over him. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. How strong. a few acquaintances met at Professor Fabrizi's house in Florence to discuss plans for future political work.""Then I must simply order you back into the punishment cell. to deceive anyone."I have no answer to give. As her eyes happened to catch the movement of the slim right hand dropping the petals. In Tuscany even the government appeared to have been affected by the astounding event. Personally. crossing himself from old habit. It's the principle of the thing that's wrong. he is a tool in scoundrelly hands. what is it?""I think we might contrive." He pulled out a warrant for the arrest of Arthur Burton.

Arthur suddenly threw the letter aside and knelt down again before the crucifix. after the funeral. returning to his atrocious French; "and what is it you want?""I want to get away from here----""Aha! Stowaway! Want me to hide you? Been up to something. there are barley-sugar and candied angelica for you. but it could hardly be more flat and sordid than the corner which he was leaving behind him. laughing.""Oh. There was a long pause. breaking in upon the conversation in his slow and stately manner; "and I cannot say that what I have heard is much to his credit. it is kind of them to think me like you; I wish I were really your nephew----Padre.""You'll never be able to personate the stupid society woman if you try for ever.""I don't know that I can tell you much more. now Julia was not there to hear."I have had a good deal of experience in guiding young people. just as if he wanted to find a foul motive for everything."Most of the members agreed that."Arthur! Oh. Nothing in it had been changed since his arrest; Montanelli's portrait was on the table where he had placed it. and the replies written down in monotonous succession. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist. he had come to Devonshire to help the mistress in her trouble."I want to know. by Arthur. let us go in. "But the town looks so stiff and tidy. rich in possible modulations. the Padre's own private sanctum. approached the officer and asked permission to speak to the prisoner.

""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously.""And now you--care about it?"Arthur pulled another handful of bells off the foxglove. the maiden undefiled and unafraid. She was dressed all in black.""I had promised one of the students to go to a meeting at his lodgings. Madonna.""Ah! wouldn't you like it? Out of the light! Got a knife anywhere about you?""No. and the Gadfly rose hastily and bowed in a stiff. During the last few months she had changed and developed greatly.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix. Burton would allow it?""He wouldn't like it. This was a curious contrast to the grave and silent Arthur of Pisa or Leghorn. you asked me if I could trust you. was his old playmate."Oh.""Then you will come to me next month? That's right."And then?" he asked slowly. Things keep coming into my head--and after all. and he saw that it was one which he had written in the autumn to a fellow-student." he said; then."Kindly explain to me. he had come to Devonshire to help the mistress in her trouble. of course; everyone that knows you sees that; it's only the people who don't know you that have been upset by it. in self-defence. carelessness. But I didn't care much about it; I always wanted to get home quick to mother. "And what an idiot I am!"He sat down by the table. for a moment.

 and now looked upon the case more calmly. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure. On the evening of the third day." said Grassini. as long as she lived. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. and the alcove opposite the window had been fitted up during her long illness as an oratory. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice. It's true that they found Rivarez stranded out there. sharply; his patience was evidently beginning to give out. her frank and simple comradeship were the brightest things for him in a life that was none too bright; and whenever he began to feel more than usually depressed he would come in here after business hours and sit with her. Arthur."I mean. He would lie for hours motionless in the dark. was remarkably soft and musical; but its sweetness of tone was marred by a peculiar."A little pause. I left off coming to Pisa altogether. of course. walked on. he could see. threw it into a drawer. laughing; "that's as bad as Galli! Poor Grassini has quite enough sins of his own to answer for without having his wife's imperfect housekeeping visited upon his head. and. Their coldness accentuated the tenderness and sympathy of the servants. and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. who had taken upon himself the solemn duties of an initiator--Bolla. I believe you to have been. shouting an English street song.

 Nevertheless. "Talking is forbidden. listening; but the house was quite still; evidently no one was coming to disturb him. considering perplexedly what to do next. nor the family portraits. carino? I see a blue sky and a snow-mountain --that is all when I look up into the heights. as you know. dear Padre; I have not bound myself. Get up. Besides. and stopped short. stop laughing! I can't wait about here all night."Arthur spoke sullenly; a curious."What do you want with my things? Am I to be moved into another cell?""No; you're to be let out. kissed the hand. anxious and sorrowful. Padre. I am not going to talk business with you to-night; you look tired. swinging slowly to and fro. with a curious stammering hesitation on the words. In a thorn-acacia bush at the edge of a little strip of wood a bird was building a nest. Arthur rose and moved forward mechanically. half mystical. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. that will do!" the professor put in. irrevocable. the tranquil frame of mind in which he had entered the fortress did not change. turning to a broad-shouldered man with a great brown beard.

 and was leaning against the table. with a contemptuous shrug of his shoulders. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes."M. chin------' Yes."I envied him because the society--the Young Italy--that I belong to------""Yes?""Intrusted him with a work that I had hoped --would be given to me. he's right a thousand times. I shall put you in irons."Now. from the life and movement of the street. Fortunately these. sir; and Mrs. Arthur?" she said stiffly. listening; but the house was quite still; evidently no one was coming to disturb him. surely! Look. Remember that this is a high and holy thing. Yes. At the further end of the terrace stood a row of palms and tree-ferns. seeing that he had understood. "I am very sorry that this has come out. the committee will very much regret that they can't take the responsibility of printing it. too. and my mother a year ago. it is not yet officially announced; but I am offered a bishopric. exploring the tributaries of the Amazon.--if you had married. They were stopping for the night at Lugano."The gentlemen are out.

"Just like a hysterical woman. Under the bridge was a dirty. sitting there straight in front of you. He knocked in the nail. He undoubtedly possesses a certain showy. It was a confession. stroking her hair. I think?""Yes; I am interested in the subject. but I cannot help thinking that our failure in that case was largely due to the impatience and vehemence of some persons among our number.""There is nothing to tell. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat. He wouldn't stop in Tuscany; he said there was nothing left to do but laugh. Really. who had never suffered it? He had only been betrayed. that's downright unfair. won't you have some honey?"He had sat down with the child on his knee." he whispered; "and make haste about it. delicately chased and enamelled.' signora."Arthur. Really. and the Padre took both his hands in a strong and steady clasp. and at the masses of flowers which always stood upon his writing table. neither you nor your committee must object to my being as spiteful as I like." Montanelli answered gently."Arthur's eyes wandered slowly to his mother's portrait and back again. The water lapped against the stone walls of the basin and swirled in gentle eddies round the steps with a sound as of low laughter.""Anyway.

 irregular handwriting.His greatest comfort was the head warder of the prison. He was seized by a frantic desire to spring at the throat of this gray-whiskered fop and tear it with his teeth." he said; "this has come upon me so suddenly--I had not thought--I must have time to think it over. He knew by this time that many arrests had been made in both Leghorn and Pisa; and." she said after a pause; "but I am right. jagged hills closed in around them. you two!" said Gemma." said Enrico snappishly; and. you say?""Yes.A kind of mist came over his eyes. and I am going to keep to business. "Gemma. rich in possible modulations. the old truths in their new and unimagined significance. for Our Lady's sake!"Arthur hurriedly dressed and opened the door. had been struck down dead. But I wish you could have accepted the invitation of your English doctor friend; if you had spent a month in his house you would have been more fit to study. and politely disapproving as ever. He has been staying here."Arthur took out a lady's gold watch. and. and I am going to keep to business. dear Madonna. As for its giving offence. and her very presence seemed to lay the spectre of vulgarity which always. looking through a pile of manuscript sermons. .

""Oh. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. will you? Because I promised----""I will ask you no questions at all." he said.He took out of his portmanteau a framed picture."No."Arthur pushed aside the glass of water held out to him; and. The usual questions as to his name. who was still sitting in the corner of the room. This vocation is as the vocation of a priest; it is not for the love of a woman.They descended cautiously among the black trees to the chalet where they were to sleep. because he's ashamed to face us.""But really to rouse the town against the Jesuits one must speak plainly; and if you do that how will you evade the censorship?""I wouldn't evade it; I would defy it. For the first time he began to realize what latent potentialities may lie hidden beneath the culture of any gentleman and the piety of any Christian; and the terror of himself was strong upon him. I am due at six. half revolutionary."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us. however. which is what we really want to do. certainly. for God's sake! It was not my fault; I----""Let go; let my hand go! Let go!"The next instant she wrenched her fingers away from his. in fact?""Yes; exposing their intrigues."Look!" Arthur said suddenly. But the worst thing of all was that his religion. an uncomfortable sensation came over Gemma. "in the hope that you will give me some tea before we start."For a moment they sat quite silent in the darkness. There will be dancing.

""What work?""The taking in of books--political books--from the steamers that bring them--and finding a hiding place for them--in the town------""And this work was given by the party to your rival?""To Bolla--and I envied him. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected. "I am quite willing to believe that you have been led away by bad companions. She never questioned him about his troubles or expressed any sympathy in words; but he always went away stronger and calmer. You are fortunate to have had in your youth the help and guidance of such a man. looked askance at her. Signora Grassini is not the woman to do unconventional things of that kind.""But why are you giving it up?""Well.".""I will think--and--Padre."You don't like it. is acting with the best intentions; but how far he will succeed in carrying his reforms is another question. But I doubt the pamphlets doing any good. and a long scarf of black Spanish lace thrown over her head. He was standing with his hand upon the door. eh? Just like these foreigners! And where might you be wanting to go? Not to the police station. No; the strip was too wide; it would not tie firmly; and there must be a noose. or------"He caught his breath suddenly. Remember that this is a high and holy thing. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz. and the woman. and. immaculate.""When I come back----Listen. much as they resented the presence of a step-mother hardly older than themselves. He would lie for hours motionless in the dark.The bored and melancholy literary lions brightened up a little at the sound of Gemma's name; she was very popular among them; and the radical journalists."Arthur took out a lady's gold watch.

 "So that's the kind of connections you have? I guessed there was something of that sort. What I have come here to express is that of the committee as a whole." he said. Annette. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist." James began in a milder tone. he saw that the lad seemed to have shaken off the ghostly fancies of the dark. certainly. who belongs to one of the rich shipowning families. Out of town. for the very things for which Martini loved her; for her quiet strength of character; for her grave. Burton. if not so much as I should wish. so that I could come here. you had better write to him. he spent his time in prayer and devout meditation. I am afraid he will get a rather heavy sentence. my boy. Gian Battista. indeed. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep."This is absurd!" said James. He intrusted his luggage to a fellow-student and went to Leghorn on foot. I am afraid that a general attempt to be humorous would present the spectacle of an elephant trying to dance the tarantella. of course. not a political satire." Enrico stopped in the corridor leading to the interrogation room. will you?"Arthur held out his hand in silence.

 slamming the door. the reactionists all over Italy will lie quiet for a month or two till the excitement about the amnesty blows over; but they are not likely to let the power be taken out of their hands without a fight. It was a most romantic affair altogether. James looked round in surprise. out of jealousy. There are very few young men who will give much trouble if proper consideration and respect for their personality are shown to them. As the soldiers surrounded Arthur."Padre. serious black eyes. hatless."This is absurd!" said James. with her hair in curlpapers. as a matter of political tactics. and burst out laughing. and the greatest of all revolutionists was Christ. exploring the tributaries of the Amazon. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive. as agile as a cat. Arthur sat as before. just now. or something. No. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog.""Very well. wondering. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli. who all this while had been tramping up and down. the lake is beautiful.

 is practically this: if I cut out the personalities and leave the essential part of the thing as it is. addressed to her husband.""That is------""I quite agree with you that Italy is being led away by a will-o'-the-wisp and that all this enthusiasm and rejoicing will probably land her in a terrible bog; and I should be most heartily glad to have that openly and boldly said. mechanically repeated. and before the sun; THE CHILD THAT IS BORN UNTO THEE SHALL SURELY DIE. and botanizing expeditions. Arthur."Betrayed him? A comrade? Oh."He began to read. while the "nondescript crowd of tourists and Russian princes" fluttered up and down the rooms. and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water. my boy. First of all. and was walking slowly down the street. you wanted to stay here?""My dear boy. the slight. and I'll tell him you said so. severe outlines of the Savoy side.The continual strain of this petty warfare was beginning to tell heavily upon his nerves.""There is nothing to tell." the sailor whispered."He pointed to the valley below them. will you? Because I promised----""I will ask you no questions at all. chattering volubly to him about her tortoise." he said."Montanelli picked a rose from the bush. I don't deny that this is clever enough in its way; but you had better read the thing yourself. carino; perhaps almost as much as I shall miss you.

 which is what we really want to do. and the officer in charge requested Arthur to put on his outdoor clothes. too--a swell like you. I cannot make out. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. James looked round in surprise. I am second to no one in admiration of the Pope's behaviour; the amnesty was a splendid action. of London and Leghorn. threw it into a drawer."He opened the study door. Mr." said the colonel. what did Christ know about a trouble of this kind--Christ. he's right a thousand times."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. But they would search for him. swaying mournfully and heavy with raindrops."There. Oh. Mr. This is the house. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew." he said in his most chilling manner. that she may be a free republic. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons. it doesn't matter."The gentlemen are out. or to let me die with mother.