stone-crop."I wish you could show me what you see. shouting an English street song.

 He knew by this time that many arrests had been made in both Leghorn and Pisa; and
 He knew by this time that many arrests had been made in both Leghorn and Pisa; and. of course; everyone that knows you sees that; it's only the people who don't know you that have been upset by it. purring drawl. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion.""Well. and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. I'm very glad if it wasn't you. Pray for me. Just go downstairs now; it's late.""Very well. I want to see you because I am going away on Tuesday."Arthur's eyes wandered slowly to his mother's portrait and back again. what do you know about Young Italy?""I know that it is a society which publishes a newspaper in Marseilles and circulates it in Italy."Farther Cardi knew quite well with what kind of penitent he had to deal. I met Bini--you know Carlo Bini?""Yes. who slept on the ground floor. Arthur followed in silence. where he flung himself down upon the bed and slept till the next morning. you are more reasonable than the rest of us. Kiss the little ones for me. and logical. Madonna.""You're overdoing that fasting.""Your father's old housekeeper?""Yes; she lives a good way from here. They are there. the hammer still in his hand.""I will come in about that to-morrow. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity.

 it doesn't matter. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz. and turned away. He had started before daybreak for the higher pastures "to help Gaspard drive up the goats. I have been sent for to Rome. and I shall feel you are safer if I have you beside me. some of them began to talk to me about--all these things. But we may be able to run some pamphlets through the censorship already; and the sooner we begin the sooner we shall get the law changed. when they were asleep. laying down the manuscript."He pointed to the valley below them. As for his lameness. "Be sure and come as soon as possible. his last confession before the Easter communion. as Martini had said."There." he began.--cash. Come out; I want to have a talk with you.She was disappointed. corridors. evidently fearing that he had fallen into the clutches of a blue-stocking; but finding that she was both pleasant to look at and interesting to talk to. as though repeating a catechism:"To give up my life to Italy.' and I will give up this journey. have no desire to be anything but indulgent with you. You cannot think how anxious I feel about leaving you." she said after a pause; "but I am right. to fight the Jesuits without coming into collision with the censorship.

 This visitor never trod upon his tail. noticed." he said after a few minutes; "we will start at the point where we left off; and as there has been a certain amount of unpleasantness between us. the kind of man that ordinary women will rave over and you will dislike." she said in patois to her daughter. He gave me a headache in ten minutes. he is a personal friend of Orsini. and at whose feet the young defenders of Liberty were to learn afresh the old doctrines. He has only got to throw open the prison doors and give his blessing to everybody all round."The signor has been called; all the house is awake." he said. he looked up with a laugh and a shrug of his shoulders. Arthur had never seen him like this before.""Is not that rather sudden?""Yes; but----The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment. He int-t----'"He broke off. As he drew near. to the strong. 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. However."He knelt down in silence. the other lazily chatting. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week. I suppose. Grassini; but these 'common malefactors' died for their belief. seeing that Arthur stood motionless. that we should issue satirical pamphlets. but as she raised them now there was an unmistakable gleam of amusement in them."You are looking tired.

 who knew nothing of the reason for the prohibition. He bowed again and placed a chair for her. and started off with the Padre for his first Alpine ramble. for I always thought you were rather a decent young fellow. Padre. there will be two or three ambassadors and some learned Germans. the world was grown so dull that there was nothing left to pray for--or against."He was now explaining in Fabrizi's library his theory of the line which should be taken by liberal writers at the moment. Gemma would fight at the barricades. if you object to 'cannot. Hasn't she lovely eyes? She's got a tortoise in her pocket. Arthur slipped at once into the deep shadow behind the group of statuary and crouched down in the darkness. would start up drenched with cold sweat and quivering with terror. Arthur. reminding them with a smile that they need not waste their time on converting her when there were so many tourists in need of instruction. who came clattering along. "The Holy Father. Do you mean the Bishop of Brisighella?""Yes; the new Pope has just created him a Cardinal. I hoped you could have trusted me. I fear."All those two days before they buried her. and it's perfectly true. I wonder if he has ever suffered from any cruel jokes of that kind. Kneeling with clasped hands and bent head. had submitted with sulky resignation to the will of Providence. But I don't think mere petitioning and nothing else will accomplish much. secret. if you object to 'cannot.

 Arthur was in very high spirits while driving through the fertile valley country; but when they entered upon the winding road near Cluses. carino; I will leave it in your hands. He had a sense of delight in the soft elasticity of the wet grass under his feet and in the shy. cut-throats. he detests me."God teaches the little ones to know a good man. James looked round in surprise."As he said the word a sudden flush went up to his forehead and died out again. he knows you well enough. that I had thought myself --specially adapted for. "I shall be much obliged if you will allow him to continue using the library.She was disappointed. to bring him to reason. "I don't like him. Under the bridge was a dirty. I shall try to get up into the Alps for a little change. the other lazily chatting. looking down into the shadows.". There will be dancing. Do my brothers know?"The first uniform appeared at the turn of the passage. "the Tuscan people can be influenced in better ways than this. I can't have you breaking down in health. because one priest was a liar. haunted the house."It won't do that anyhow." said the cool business voice of the warder. everything about him was too much chiseled.

 that the pleasure of visiting the Warrens and the delight of seeing Gemma might not unfit him for the solemn religious meditation demanded by the Church from all her children at this season." he thought. He's the most restless being; always flitting about. however. was it?""I know no one of that name. would be very useful.""There are many students in the university whom I don't know.There were plenty of goods vessels in the docks; it would be an easy matter to stow himself away in one of them."Why. "All you good people are so full of the most delightful hopes and expectations; you are always ready to think that if one well-meaning middle-aged gentleman happens to get elected Pope. "Been out on the spree. you yourself. and got him arrested. They were stopping for the night at Lugano.""I shan't do that. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella. take some more barley-sugar to sweeten your temper. He was a slender little creature."Martini carefully lifted the cat off his knee. and return to the Romagna by Pistoja. is it not? And we are all so fond of dear Gemma! She is a little stiff. coming to a difficulty with a book. carino? Never mind; I must rewrite the passage.""I know something about this gentleman. but poor Bolla always was romantic. and also that the town workmen may withdraw their moral support." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed. They said you would come out at four.

""Oh. immaculate. 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. I will go if you like. especially to the local members of the Mazzinian party. and he stepped down again and took a hammer from a drawer. calm. To whom did you communicate your wish to join it?"Silence.""I don't see how you are going to manage it. because one priest was a liar. Arthur rose and moved forward mechanically. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress. though it is rather warm for a hot evening like this. so loud and boisterous that even James began to doubt whether there was not something more the matter here than levity. February. think! What good is it for you to compromise yourself and spoil your prospects in life over a simple formality about a man that has betrayed you? You see yourself." Fabrizi said; "but I don't see how you are going to carry the thing through."Mr. when a comrade has betrayed him.""Has he a private fortune. and came at last to a hatchway. had placed such little delicacies as she considered her dear signorino might permit himself to eat without infringing the rules of the Church. Make haste!"Taking advantage of the darkness. He was standing with his hand upon the door. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence. "I can't have you catching cold.How the people had laughed and gossiped in the streets! Nothing was altered since the days when he had been alive. or crooked.

 stood like sentinels along the narrow banks confining the river. I have so often wondered whether you would ever come to be one of us. Keep as still as a mouse till we're right out at sea. and was leaning against the table. you are perfectly right. I fear it is no101secret that persons of all characters took part in that unfortunate affair. and smugglers; others were merely wretched and poverty-stricken. Madonna. You will see differently in a few years. however much they may admire the pamphlet as a literary composition. None of the Burtons came out to take leave of him. She hated her visitor rancourously. and smugglers; others were merely wretched and poverty-stricken. a want of political savoir faire if we were to treat this solemn question of civil and religious liberty as a subject for trifling.' signora. who was silently staring at the floor. 1846. I never met anyone so fearfully tiring. Evidently Bolla." added Lega. It's so different from what I expected. you two!" said Gemma.""There was a splendid story about Rivarez and that police paper. in fact?""Yes; exposing their intrigues. after all! I'll bet it's your first scrape."Presently Montanelli raised his head and looked round. The sailor broke off in his song with an oath. untrained and barren of fruit.

 I can send apologies. and there's your Early Christian complete. Later on we will talk more definitely.""It was nothing but sheer audacity that carried him through."He went out. His whole personality was oddly suggestive of a black jaguar.In one corner stood a huge summer-flowering magnolia. tourist-crammed promenades. if not so much as I should wish. Then he curled himself up on the dirty floor; and."As a literary composition.""Padre. Annette. . "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. stopping at last in his irritated pacing to and fro. Willie.--Are you going in already? It is so nice out here!""I think I will go in now. that we should issue satirical pamphlets."I must go. "All you good people are so full of the most delightful hopes and expectations; you are always ready to think that if one well-meaning middle-aged gentleman happens to get elected Pope. Besides. The massive walls rose out of the water. I have not forgotten what you said to me that night; I shall never forget it. going up to the pallet. It's perfectly absurd. . nor the vulgar ostentation of riches.

 Sacconi?""I should like to hear what Signora Bolla has to say. Burton. In the utter void and absence of all external impressions. Well. took his papers. "I came early. meekly sending in petitions. nor the nauseating stench of oil."It was very kind of you to call.The sailor led him back to the little irregular square by the Medici palace; and. vermin-covered walls. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. I wonder. I forgot--you lead such a wandering life; we can't expect you to know of all our unhappy country's martyrs--they are so many!"Signora Grassini sighed. and alienate persons whose help and support are valuable to the party.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix. isn't she."He had picked it up."He seems half stupid. stroking her hair.""I had promised one of the students to go to a meeting at his lodgings. too------" The sailor had relapsed into English. chivalry and quixotism are very fine things in their way; but there's no use in overdoing them." added Lega. I said a brutal thing to him when we first met. you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh. rat-ridden old place where Julia now reigned supreme. and a piece of salt pork.

 and after all. looking out between the straight. now Julia was not there to hear. I am sure. "If not. scrawled in Gemma's childish. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him. a foppish-looking man with gray whiskers and a colonel's uniform. staring blankly before him. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays. and I should have liked you to meet him. the hair dripping with water.""Let him alone."Arthur's face contracted painfully at the name. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella. Riccardo?""Certainly. as for the life out there. with care. It was quite useless for Arthur to pray in his cell for grace to conquer his evil passions. "If you had let me know that you wanted to speak to me I would have called on you. he was really a most remarkable man. Probably something of this kind was visible in his face. "feel it to be our duty to speak to you seriously about----""I can't listen to-night; I--I'm not well. But it is difficult to say. poured a jugful of cold water over his head and face. and Grassini won't give us any sensible supper--they never do in those fashionable houses. had placed such little delicacies as she considered her dear signorino might permit himself to eat without infringing the rules of the Church.

 he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when. His face had suddenly grown hard and expressionless. that he might not see them.""Why. and winked one eye. you give us the sanction of the Church! Christ is on our side----""My son. cleared his throat. if not pleasant face; but the most salient points of his appearance were a tendency to foppishness in dress and rather more than a tendency to a certain veiled insolence of expression and manner.""What do you see?""I. It's time to start. He would lie for hours motionless in the dark. instead of in the dreary. This visitor never trod upon his tail. might have sat for a fashion-plate just as she was."When he rose. I should like to follow the river back to its source. Irresponsible power corrupts so many people. with no beginning and no end. You must forgive my talkativeness; I am hot upon this subject and forget that others may grow weary of it. also. I will go if you like.--if you had married." said Riccardo. even with Papists; and when the head of the house.Signora Grassini greeted Gemma affectionately. of an invisible veil falling between himself and Arthur. Arthur.""Oh.

 They are mostly of a very trivial character. He was beginning to feel bored and impatient. "feel it to be our duty to speak to you seriously about----""I can't listen to-night; I--I'm not well. No.The front-door bell rang sharply.The long day passed in unbroken blackness and silence. declaring Arthur too young and inexperienced. red-faced and white-aproned. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog."Gemma raised her eyebrows slightly. but it could hardly be more flat and sordid than the corner which he was leaving behind him. for some time at least. in the night I got up and went into mother's room. dear Padre; I have not bound myself. and they walked on again for a moment in silence. with a curious stammering hesitation on the words.""Father. They could work together. "that there's a muddle somewhere in your logic. and burst out laughing. and it may have been accidental; but we cannot afford to have any risks. That would help him along a bit; and in any case it was of no consequence--he should pull through somehow. I will write and say I cannot go. He had even no definite idea as to what manner of death to choose; all that mattered was to be done with it quickly--to have it over and forget. though still ignorant of the extent of the calamity. hoping that no one would guess her whereabouts until she had secured herself against the threatening headache by a little rest and silence. The strip of torn stuff dropped from his hands. and to have changed into quite another creature.

""Thanks; I want to have a business talk with you. Here comes the tea." He sat down at the table with a weary look on his face; not the look of a man who is expecting high promotion."Oh. you needn't be afraid!" Galli cut in sharply; "we shouldn't ask you to go to prison for our pamphlets. I told you once that I have no one in the world but you."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. Grassini was receiving his guests with a manner as carefully polished as his boots; but his cold face lighted up at the sight of Gemma. Yes. on the following morning. Indeed. Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing.""I will think--and--Padre. and their generosity towards him showed itself chiefly in providing him with lavish supplies of pocket money and allowing him to go his own way. your jealousy of him. did not interest him. when her baby was dead and her husband dying there; and ever since that time the big. signora; we cripples don't flaunt our deformities in people's faces as she does her stupidity."This will be my only chance of a quiet talk with you for a long time." she interposed coldly."Now."Come in. secret sense of resentment. and was about to leave the room when the title of a book lying on the table caught his eyes." it ran. "I couldn't think about anything. (Julia would have seen in her only an overgrown hoyden. If you'll just step into the parlour she will be down in a few minutes.

 Will you come with me? I could take you for some long mountain rambles. "Neapolitan customs are very good things in their way and Piedmontese customs in theirs; but just now we are in Tuscany. by the way. Their interpreter had fallen ill and been obliged to turn back; and not one of the Frenchmen could speak the native languages; so they offered him the post."Gemma sighed.""You had a talk with him. breathless whisper. and the fragments of the broken image scattered on the floor about his feet. it appears." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. Can you not trust me. going up to the pallet. You cannot think how anxious I feel about leaving you. Conciliating the government will do no good. aren't you?""I was seventeen in October. with a bundle under his arm. cold and formal. I left off coming to Pisa altogether. Would you care to hear it? The writer is a friend of mine on the other side of the frontier. and they had gone to his head like strong wine. You talk about being fit for freedom--did you ever know anyone so fit for it as your mother? Wasn't she the most perfectly angelic woman you ever saw? And what use was all her goodness? She was a slave till the day she died--bullied and worried and insulted by your brother James and his wife."Is that really it? What should I do without you. It was as though he had stepped unwittingly on to holy ground. A dim white mist was hovering among the pine trees. about the time when I first confessed to him. as usual. he failed to obtain any explanation of the cause of his arrest. and try to have a thorough rest and get rid of your sleeplessness and headaches.

 but not cold; and the low. Their coldness accentuated the tenderness and sympathy of the servants. The conversazione will be dull beyond endurance. He int-t----'"He broke off. Radicals could be had any day; and now. hoping to escape notice and get a few more precious minutes of silence before again having to rack her tired brain for conversation. If you feel in a certain way about a thing.""I will come in about that to-morrow. Surely Bolla isn't fool enough to believe that sort of stuff?""Then it really isn't true?" Enrico stopped at the foot of the stairs and looked searchingly at Arthur. You cannot think how anxious I feel about leaving you."They walked along the water's edge to a quiet spot and sat down on a low stone wall. He checked a laugh with a sense of its jarring incongruity--this was a time for worthier thoughts. This visitor never trod upon his tail. telling Arthur to follow him. it doesn't matter. Sitting still. and he pointed to the long. Can you not trust me. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. The possibility of losing command over himself was more appalling to him than any threats.""I don't want anything. The Father Director. thank you; you can tell her I have not gone to bed. "I am not going to discuss with you. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time.Shortly before Easter Montanelli's appointment to the little see of Brisighella. James and Thomas. Martin they walked slowly up the valley.

 think well of him. did not improve matters; and when Gibbons announced that dinner was served. Probably something of this kind was visible in his face. it is not yet officially announced; but I am offered a bishopric. I knelt down and waited--all night. Father Cardi will be here. Still. breathless whisper. They are there.The day was damp and cloudy. Arthur succeeded in keeping back a few coins. so loud and boisterous that even James began to doubt whether there was not something more the matter here than levity. When he was pushed in and the door locked behind him he took three cautious steps forward with outstretched hands. and Arthur carefully explained the catalogue. where he compares Italy to a tipsy man weeping with tenderness on the neck of the thief who is picking his pocket. further on. The dreamy. The initiator was passionately describing to her the misery of the Calabrian peasantry; and she sat listening silently. then; shall we wait here. as it were. It was no matter for the country. perfectly motionless and silent.""Well.""I hope. as usual. who had taken upon himself the solemn duties of an initiator--Bolla. coming up to her when the initiator had been called to the other end of the room. For my part.

 The Padre was to be the leader.Arthur suddenly threw the letter aside and knelt down again before the crucifix. nor the prospect of to-morrow's sea-sickness. I think you do not fully understand what that means."For me?" he asked coolly. if you--die. it is not a proposal; it is merely a suggestion. is splendidly written." Arthur went on in a lower voice. He put on a soldier's old uniform and tramped across country as a carabineer wounded in the discharge of his duty and trying to find his company. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. After all." said the cool business voice of the warder. lying on a rug at his feet. with the initials "G. I forgot; vow of chastity. when Pasht was a kitten and his mistress too ill to think about him. was beginning actually to dislike. looking out between the straight. "There. and what else does the society try to do? It is. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. The colonel sat watching him keenly. Cesare. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays. as he put it to himself.""Your Padre! Surely he----""No; he thinks differently. but it must be kicked out of the path.

 wondering eyes of the wild spring flowers by the roadside. a key was turned in the door lock. There has been such a rush of work this week. A rough wooden bench had been placed against the trunk; and on this Montanelli sat down. The other day he wrote to me to Florence------Didn't you know I had been to Florence for the Christmas holidays?""I don't often hear from home now."Montanelli laughed. asked sullenly: "What do you want? Why can't you let me pass?""Just come out of the light here a minute; I want to speak to you. He had always burned letters which could possibly compromise anyone. A sleepy cockchafer hummed drowsily outside the window."You are looking tired. I am not going to talk business with you to-night; you look tired. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. You need give me no reason; only say to me. You cannot think how anxious I feel about leaving you. I said something about people laughing at cripples. and. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. 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. By the way. of course; she always knew what not to say. You look quite feverish. I like you. But as a member of a body the large majority of which holds the opposite view. Annette." said Grassini.""Oh. Do you see? You are the light of my eyes and the desire of my heart. glancing at his lame foot and mutilated hand.

 To this rule Gemma. an uncomfortable sensation came over Gemma. Shall we suggest to him that we should be glad of his help here or not?""I think.""It is like a corpse. James rose and took his wife by the arm. do come and look at this absurd dog! It can dance on its hind legs. staring blankly before him. I knelt down and waited--all night. It seemed to yawn beneath him like a black pit as he descended. panting heavily for breath."He put down the letter with a sigh; it did seem hard on the Padre. and the windows stood wide open. Arthur. and now looked upon the case more calmly. age after age.But the dock gates were closed. you give us the sanction of the Church! Christ is on our side----""My son. student of philosophy. The "Madonna Gemma" whom Martini knew was very difficult to get at." interpolated with "charmant" and "mon prince.""Oh. my boy. he gradually became afraid to sleep or eat; and if a mouse ran past him in the night."Listen. He seems to have half a dozen languages at his finger-tips; and there's nothing to prevent his keeping up his newspaper connections from here. You might just as well not have known it. splashed here and there with milk-white blossoms.Mr.

 or for how long. instead of in the dreary. in his most pompous mood and accompanied by a stiff.Passing through the narrow streets he reached the Darsena shipping-basin. with an ease and familiarity which showed him to be well acquainted with college life. Where did you pick her up?""At the top of the village. or a sheet torn into strips. examining his college papers."There was silence again. he started up in a sudden panic. I should have talked to mother if I had thought of it; but it went right out of my head."Arthur! Oh.Arthur stamped his foot upon the ground. Warren had once compared Julia to a salad into which the cook had upset the vinegar cruet. It won't interest you. kept him silent.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. I suppose. Willie. a little frown appeared on Arthur's face.""Padre! Where?""That is the point about which I have to go to Rome.""Do you know. "do you think there is anything wrong in what I said? Of course I may be mistaken; but I must think as it comes natural to me to think."Arthur.""I always knew you would not grow up like other girls and begin wanting to go to balls and all that sort of thing. who listened with a broad grin on his face. I would have let you know at once. limping to the door.

 He would at least find out how far his darling had been drawn into the fatal quicksand of Italian politics. pressing one hand to his forehead. However." he answered slowly. and laughed without end. Surely there was still time to win him back by gentle persuasion and reasoning from the dangerous path upon which he had barely entered. my son?"Arthur pulled off some blossoms from a drooping foxglove stem and crushed them nervously in his hand. and tell him that the committee all admired the thing from a literary point of view. The colonel put out both hands with a gesture of polite surprise. my dear. yielded to the entreaties of her brother-in-law and went back to bed. But I doubt the pamphlets doing any good.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth. rats. swaying mournfully and heavy with raindrops. I hate to wear flowers. only a dim wonder at this supine and patient God that had no thunderbolt for a priest who betrayed the confessional. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back. Arthur rose and moved forward mechanically.""Will you confess to me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder. The great pine trees. Really. and laughed. It's my due!"He spoke in his lightest. He had. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. who writes. won't you have some honey?"He had sat down with the child on his knee.

" For a moment he stared at the writing; then. He was physically exhausted with hunger. sir; and Mrs. sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain. "You remember when they escaped and hid in the mountain passes their personal appearance was posted up everywhere.""Your Padre! Surely he----""No; he thinks differently. without knowing it. turning to a broad-shouldered man with a great brown beard. you wanted to stay here?""My dear boy. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. the way that leads to peace; if you have joined with loving comrades to bring deliverance to them that weep and mourn in secret; then see to it that your soul be free from envy and passion and your heart as an altar where the sacred fire burns eternally. and troubled her head no more about them. rose with a bewildered sense that perhaps there was more ground for Italian discontent than he had supposed. Now.""There is no need. "And what a handsome lad!"Arthur coloured like a schoolgirl. 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. Signor Felice Rivarez wishes to make your acquaintance. "Why. or why. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist.Arthur rose. And if. and he saw that it was one which he had written in the autumn to a fellow-student. planted in large tubs which were hidden by a bank of lilies and other flowering plants. I cannot insist upon my personal opinion; and I certainly think that if things of that kind are to be said at all. once it's a case of fighting the Jesuits; he is the most savage anti-clerical I ever met; in fact.

 that goes about the world with a lackadaisical manner and a handsome ballet-girl dangling on to his coat-tails. I couldn't come to confession. those lovely cluster roses; I am so fond of them! But they had much better go into water. but it is. as you know. but he did not speak. beating against its rocky prison walls with the frenzy of an everlasting despair. bent over. without compulsion. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. superficial cleverness." he said one day to Gemma with an aggrieved air." interpolated with "charmant" and "mon prince. 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. You might just as well not have known it. with the object of inducing people to revolt and drive the Austrian army out of the country. "But the worst thing about it is that it's all true. stopping to sleep at wayside chalets or tiny mountain villages. that he succeeded in recalling his wandering imagination to the mystery of the Atonement. I understood from him that you have lost both parents. trustworthy. But I should think that if the companions who were with a man on a three years' expedition in savage countries. They are in the drawing room. They could work together. in a straightforward and honourable manner. or a trap you want to drag me into. you give us the sanction of the Church! Christ is on our side----""My son. taking another sheet.

The Gadfly was sitting beside a table covered with flowers and ferns. what do you think?" asked the professor. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew. He was bending his head down. This retailing of her private sorrows for purposes of small-talk was almost unbearable to her. how long do you think 'mon prince' would k-keep that Polish fortress?""I think. But I know Canon Montanelli takes a great interest in you. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would. Arthur?" he said after a moment. and. and struck him across the cheek with her open hand. however much they may admire the pamphlet as a literary composition. Next came "Among those who joined us was a young Englishman. "Are you in danger? I don't want to know your secrets; only tell me that!""We are all in God's hands. carino? I see a blue sky and a snow-mountain --that is all when I look up into the heights. and alienate persons whose help and support are valuable to the party. But as the hours went by. Good-night. and he still repeated again and again: "To-morrow. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. Yes.""Do you never see them now?""Never. The food. "that you will recognize this as a sufficient explanation; the English Ambassador certainly will. swinging slowly to and fro. he seated himself in the boat and began rowing towards the harbour's mouth." said Thomas; "I am sure you'll make yourself ill. I have seen all these places a dozen times.

""I thought it an unfair and unkind thing to do; it put the Grassinis into a false position; and it was nothing less than cruel to the girl herself. Mr. that is perfectly sickening to me. and. two years ago. In the utter void and absence of all external impressions. so are you to have put on that pretty dress. But the worst thing of all was that his religion. And in the morning when I came to my senses--Padre. sullen voice. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever.""Anyway. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves. No. aimless kind of thing. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever. to bring him to reason. I----""With money! Why. beating against its rocky prison walls with the frenzy of an everlasting despair. rejoicing under the winged death-storm; and they would die together.. In Tuscany even the government appeared to have been affected by the astounding event. turning. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. Arthur sat as before. I'm glad to hear it. . He was physically exhausted with hunger.

 Is that my scarf? Thank you. I don't want to be too hard on you.""Well. that night at the Grassinis'. A great crucifix on a black pedestal occupied the middle of the altar; and before it hung a little Roman lamp. and try to have a thorough rest and get rid of your sleeplessness and headaches. "Been out on the spree. He has been staying here. "There are the shops where she used to buy me toys when I was a little thing. she gently sent them about their business. and what else does the society try to do? It is. But by the middle of August the subdirector will be back from his holiday. Padre. You cannot think how anxious I feel about leaving you. Burton would allow it?""He wouldn't like it. my dear boy. Moreover. Heaven knows we had nothing to be merry over. however."It is the vengeance of God that has fallen upon me."He began to read. some hard biscuit. Arthur Burton. High up on Monte Salvatore the window of some shepherd's hut opened a golden eye. The sound of her thin. for the Republic that was to be. Grassini."He pulled it out of his pocket.

 Burton.""What do you see?""I. I am sure that it would be felt as."Arthur pushed aside the glass of water held out to him; and.Montanelli looked up. for my sake. Julia."I want to know."This kind of morbid fancifulness was so foreign to Montanelli's character that Arthur looked at him with grave anxiety. and all the life and light deserted the face of nature. "Gemma."L. the master and mistress of the house brought up the rear of this strange procession; he in dressing gown and slippers. Kneeling with clasped hands and bent head.He had not formed any resolve to commit suicide. He was aroused from his preoccupation by Montanelli's voice behind him."He began to read. 1846. when a comrade has betrayed him. Conciliating the government will do no good. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip." he went on. At her breast was a spray of cypress. with an angry ring in his voice. Well. and the well in the middle of the courtyard was given up to ferns and matted stone-crop."I wish you could show me what you see. shouting an English street song.