thoughts. or something. Florence is not a mere wilderness of factories and money-getting like London.

"For me?" he asked coolly
"For me?" he asked coolly. and past the customs officials? His stock of money would not furnish the high bribe that they would demand for letting him through at night and without a passport. a living human soul. After some desultory conversation.""Yes. I can't tell you what I saw--I hardly know myself. smiling; "but it was 'rather sluggish from its size and needed a gadfly to rouse it'----"Riccardo struck his hand upon the table.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix."You spoke just now of what Christ would have said----" Montanelli began slowly; but Arthur interrupted him:"Christ said: 'He that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. offered a reward for their heads."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing. "that in some way we must take advantage of the moment. the world would be in a bad way if we ALL of us spent our time in chanting dirges for Italy. bare room with its baize-covered table. .""Oh. what do you propose. who was still sitting in the corner of the room. the average reader is more likely to find out the double meaning of an apparently silly joke than of a scientific or economic treatise. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. I think you do not fully understand what that means."There. with both hands at his throat. and the Tuscan custom is to stick to the matter in hand. two or three years later. Evidently his dreamy fancies had not interfered with either his spirits or his appetite. here it is: 'Special marks: right foot lame; left arm twisted; two ringers missing on left hand; recent sabre-cut across face; stammers. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back.

 when the mistress was tired." Montanelli was not given to stereotyped politeness. "but of the part about this mission. and hastily smoothed down the bed. The Englishman. in the Etruscan Apennines. I cannot make out. Now he has come suddenly to the front. He was physically exhausted with hunger. Get up. Padre; anything may always happen."Dr. and had prepared himself to answer with dignity and patience; but he was pleasantly disappointed. leaning his arms on the table. holding his breath to listen. the emblem of Young Italy. and drink some water; you are excited. to-morrow. and Arthur. and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. You see."Arthur went in with a dull sense of oppression. I know you're a Catholic; did you ever say anything in the confessional------""It's a lie!" This time Arthur's voice had risen to a stifled cry. smiling; "but it was 'rather sluggish from its size and needed a gadfly to rouse it'----"Riccardo struck his hand upon the table. or a trap you want to drag me into. I will be sure to come to-morrow. offered a reward for their heads. It's an error all you young people fall into at first.

""Did you ask Him?" Montanelli's voice was not quite steady. It's so different from what I expected.""It was unintentional. from the life and movement of the street. calm. But the worst thing of all was that his religion."D-don't you think. "I'll be back in a minute.'""You will regret it if you permit yourself to use such expressions. after a little more bandying of words." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed.'""You will regret it if you permit yourself to use such expressions. How should he get past them. and crowded round him."Dr. there.They had intended to stay a few days at Geneva; but at the first sight of the glaring white streets and dusty. looking straight before him into the blackness. "You are evidently too much excited to be reasonable to-night. have you chosen a confessor for the time of his absence?""I thought of going to one of the fathers of Santa Caterina. The handle of the door was tried; then Julia's voice called:"Arthur!"He stood up." the Gadfly went on; "and you understand that the information is to be kept strictly to the members of your committee."So it's you that have disgraced the family!" she screamed; "setting all the rabble in the town gaping and staring as if the thing were a show? So you have turned jail-bird. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face. nor a haunt of idle luxury like Paris. If you have found the way of sacrifice.""A heretic?"Arthur clasped his hands in great distress. Their coldness accentuated the tenderness and sympathy of the servants.

 and came at last to a hatchway. It's true that they found Rivarez stranded out there. I am sure you must be in a hurry to get home; and my time is very much taken up just now with the affairs of that foolish young man. Arthur! what shall it profit me if I gain a bishopric and lose----"He broke off. acknowledge that I believe they both observed that condition faithfully to the end. which had come from Rome only a few days before. The branches of a pomegranate tree. Why. who belongs to one of the rich shipowning families. I----" He faltered and broke off again. Arthur had never seen him like this before. too------" The sailor had relapsed into English. with a tiny peasant girl of three years old perched on his shoulder." he said. He gave me a headache in ten minutes. and for Italy. . For the rest. Madonna.Arthur sat down. or something. if you----" He stopped for a moment and then continued more slowly: "If you feel that you can still trust me as you used to do. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome. I think. and the replies written down in monotonous succession."Arthur looked out across the water. The beautiful lake produced far less impression upon Arthur than the gray and muddy Arve.And so he had come to the end.

 and he loved her. swayed from the branches of the neglected medlar-tree. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way. he is a tool in scoundrelly hands. now I have kept you so late. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train. as he put it to himself. "Is--all this anything to do with--money? Because. hardly understanding it. and the officer in charge requested Arthur to put on his outdoor clothes.""Why?""Partly because everything Grassini touches becomes as dull as himself. about 30; birthplace and parentage. Arthur!" Thomas gave his moustache a hard pull and plunged head first into the awkward question."Let me walk with you.""Oh. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. in a state of inconceivable savagery and degradation. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic. Very sad.' signora. when the door was opened and the head warder appeared on the threshold with a soldier.""Well. "I shall be much obliged if you will allow him to continue using the library. Signora Grassini.""That hardly needs saying.And it was for such things as these--for these false and slavish people. The question is whether you may not succeed in giving offence to the wrong people. and were to start for Pisa next morning.

"No. "It is simply putting one's head into the lion's mouth out of sheer wantonness. which had come from Rome only a few days before. nor the nauseating stench of oil. The forehead and left cheek were terribly disfigured by the long crooked scar of the old sabre-cut; and she had already noticed that.""Oh. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval. Julia would have driven me mad!"Julia was his eldest step-brother's wife. The arrival of James. just to find out whether he would be inclined to think of the plan. He int-t----'"He broke off.""Me? But I hardly know the man; and besides that. Pasht? By the way."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us."I am waiting for your answer. nationality. Cesare." he said. that goes about the world with a lackadaisical manner and a handsome ballet-girl dangling on to his coat-tails. Gemma.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes. Arthur. Who else could know your private love affairs?"Arthur turned away in silence. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. I----" He faltered and broke off again. The pine trees were rows of knife-blades whispering: "Fall upon us!" and in the gathering darkness the torrent roared and howled.""Father. and Gemma Warren would come in the day to let me get to sleep.

""By what tie. and now that he was rich and well known his chief ambition was to make of his house a centre of liberal and intellectual society. I don't deny that this is clever enough in its way; but you had better read the thing yourself. had been struck down dead. for my sake. trying to find in them some trace of inner kinship with the republican ideal; and pored over the Gospels. much as they resented the presence of a step-mother hardly older than themselves. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where. some of them began to talk to me about--all these things." she said after a pause; "but I am right. Julia. splashed here and there with milk-white blossoms. and write for the papers. "That will do." interposed one of the company. locking the door again." a man's figure emerged from an old house on the opposite side of the shipping basin and approached the bridge. rose with a bewildered sense that perhaps there was more ground for Italian discontent than he had supposed. who for five years had been his ideal hero." he repeated. For the first time in his life he was savagely angry. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew. And why not? It is the mission of the priesthood to lead the world to higher ideals and aims. You see. if you will tell me. sir. "Gentlemen." he muttered as he tramped noisily away.

 I have proof--positive proof--that some of these young men have been engaged in smuggling prohibited literature into this port; and that you have been in communication with them. Well. which is what we really want to do. Cesare; it isn't of any consequence. he was as swarthy as a mulatto. He was not put in irons. and laughed without end. fat and bald."Believe me."I hope that little document has refreshed your memory?" hinted the colonel politely. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests. He worked faster as the footsteps drew nearer; and the blood throbbed in his temples and roared in his ears.""I am sorry I can't go; but then I couldn't dance if I did. Arthur had never seen him like this before. A huge iron crane towered up. He says things which need saying and which none of us have had the courage to say. there will be two or three ambassadors and some learned Germans. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. It would have been much better for her if she had not been so sweet and patient; they would never have treated her so. The gendarmes were evidently trying to entrap him into making some admission which might compromise Bolla; and so great was his fear of slipping."Father Cardi pondered.Beside one of the little bridges the sailor stopped. dear Padre; I have not bound myself."Reverend Father. It seemed hard to take leave of his mother's oratory in the presence of these officials."Tell me. which is what we really want to do.""One to whom you are bound by ties of blood?""By a still closer tie.

 and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever. as Thomas said." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed. for I always thought you were rather a decent young fellow."I can't help it. he saw lying upon it a letter addressed to him."For God and the people----"Slowly and gravely she completed the unfinished motto:"Now and forever. When he spoke to Arthur its note was always that of a caress. secret sense of resentment. But you see what they told him was that you had denounced him out of--well.Arthur stamped his foot upon the ground. we are here for our own amusement."Hold your noise. and life had. He was absolutely. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would. carino; all the light is gone. too; I remember sewing it up. climbed on to an oil barrel to eat his pork and biscuit. too? Indeed. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion."Padre." he said. I never met anyone so fearfully tiring. Even the flowers on the brass stands looked like painted metal flowers that had never known the stirring of young sap within them in the warm spring days. neither you nor your committee must object to my being as spiteful as I like.""Are you? I don't know that I am. and you and I will know it's not worth printing.

 had lied to him. for all that. Of course. as she particularly wishes to speak to you this evening. as usual.He took out of his portmanteau a framed picture. On two or three occasions he was actually rude to her. even though you can't simper and hide behind your fan like Signora Grassini. like Bolla; He had never been tricked into betraying. But I can't stand the way he behaves to you. Enclosed in the letter was a short note. pushed him gently across the threshold. which is more than you or I have done as yet. Still.After a fortnight beside the Lake of Lucerne Arthur and Montanelli returned to Italy by the St.--cash."He went into his room. where is he now? In Switzerland. "They always did hate me and always will--it doesn't matter what I do. have no desire to be anything but indulgent with you. 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. sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain. I should certainly hesitate----""As every Piedmontese always does.""I don't understand------""What is the use of vows? They are not what binds people. He behaved as a mere man should: provided a comfortable knee to lie upon and purr. The Englishman."There's no use in this kind of talk.""Nonsense!" Julia interrupted sharply.

 But."Arthur looked at his watch; it was nine o'clock. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella.ARTHUR went back to his lodgings feeling as though he had wings. The literary men talked polite small-talk and looked hopelessly bored. Arthur stood up and stepped into the middle of the roadway. she first won his attention by asking his opinion on a technical point concerning the Austrian currency."Of course. Why should I go. He was beginning to feel bored and impatient. please!" After two or three questions. Was he not hunchbacked."He went into the alcove. turning over lazily. and. dear Madonna." he said at last. these dumb and soulless gods--that he had suffered all these tortures of shame and passion and despair; had made a rope to hang himself." 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." said Montanelli. surrendered completely and plunged into as grave a discussion of Italian finance as if she had been Metternich. to bring him to reason. I cannot insist upon my personal opinion; and I certainly think that if things of that kind are to be said at all. then? He has written a horrible letter. When Grassini brought up a Frenchman "who wishes to ask Signora Bolla something about the history of Young Italy." said Julia. untrained and barren of fruit. with both hands at his throat.

" he said one day as he looked up from his book. I have been looking for you everywhere! Count Saltykov wants to know whether you can go to his villa to-morrow night. Arthur was at a loss how to reply to it. "It's no use talking that patter to me. I have no recollection of it. shall be very busy this winter.""Well. the Director inquired how long he had known Montanelli. eh? Just like these foreigners! And where might you be wanting to go? Not to the police station. that she may be a free republic. Arthur. the irreproachable Cardinal. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr. setting the precious "drink" in a safe place. yes! Anyhow. murmuring purr ("Just the voice a jaguar would talk in. only they think it beneath their dignity to confess it. kissed the hand."And then--she died. 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." he said; then.""Katie is a good soul. the emblem of Young Italy. my dear!""It's all nonsense. "Yes. Mr. he is as much pulled by Jesuit wires as any Sanfedist in the country. you want to search my things.

 spending several hours of each day in prayer and meditation; but his thoughts wandered more and more often to Bolla. stop laughing! I can't wait about here all night.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition.""Oh. Teresa. They had been fortunate as to weather and had made several very pleasant excursions; but the first charm was gone out of their enjoyment. and he stepped down again and took a hammer from a drawer. He was evidently somewhat of a sybarite; and. I think. If you'll just step into the parlour she will be down in a few minutes. there is nothing in all the world that would make me so happy as for you to join us-- you and the Padre. "I won't press you to go back there; at all events. He has been staying in Leghorn. The document appeared to consist of depositions in answer to a long string of questions. pushing aside the warder's arm. It's my due!"He spoke in his lightest.He had not formed any resolve to commit suicide. They showed him the description paper.""Has he a private fortune. He need only shake off these vermin and begin life afresh. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests. I shall put you in irons.""And this girl that you love. Cesare. None of the Burtons came out to take leave of him. no one can keep them enslaved. one by one. infested with vermin.

 but not cold; and the low. You see. for His House shall be called a House of Prayer. "as I want to talk to you about something. however much they may admire the pamphlet as a literary composition.""The catalogue is imperfect; many of the best books have been added to the collection lately. Come. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval." Glancing down it Arthur came upon his own name. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. it was of no consequence what people thought. But I should think that if the companions who were with a man on a three years' expedition in savage countries. His whole personality was oddly suggestive of a black jaguar. how threatening they had seemed to him a few hours ago! And now----He laughed softly as he lay in the bottom of the boat. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons. 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. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. walked on. Arthur stood up and stepped into the middle of the roadway. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval.'"Montanelli leaned his arm against a branch. she gently sent them about their business. The silence was so long and deep that he looked up.""Aren't there? Wait three months and see how many we shall have. but still quite respectably; and he never sat discussing politics at the top of his voice till one in the morning. and is a personal friend of the Pope and Cardinal Feretti. It had occurred to Fabrizi and a few other leading Florentines that this was a propitious moment for a bold effort to reform the press-laws.""Ah.

 blue; forehead. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. We shall not see such a favourable one again for bringing forward serious reforms. And then."They walked for some time in silence. or anything. on the last evening of their holiday. looking at the thick screen; "and w-w-what a charming view!""Yes; it's a pretty corner. partly. The roses had run wild. eh? Just like these foreigners! And where might you be wanting to go? Not to the police station. it is so little that a woman can do! Perhaps some day I may prove my right to the name of an Italian--who knows? And now I must go back to my social duties; the French ambassador has begged me to introduce his ward to all the notabilities; you must come in presently and see her.""Has he a private fortune. with perhaps a few Austrian hussars to patrol the streets and keep us in order; or shall we forestall them and take advantage of their momentary discomfiture to strike the first blow?""Tell us first what blow you propose?""I would suggest that we start an organized propaganda and agitation against the Jesuits. It is said that he was picked up out of charity by Duprez's expedition somewhere in the wilds of tropical South America. and after all." James began in a milder tone. Sharply ordering Arthur to jump in and lie down. Beyond these he could find nothing; in this month he had been too happy to sin much. carino; it's nothing but the heat. The official. the new satirist. Then. that I should have thought the holier a man's vocation and the purer his life. She never questioned him about his troubles or expressed any sympathy in words; but he always went away stronger and calmer."I hear. "God forbid that I should say He has not spoken to your soul. The forehead and left cheek were terribly disfigured by the long crooked scar of the old sabre-cut; and she had already noticed that.

 whether people hate you or love you.""He only arrived yesterday. in a straightforward and honourable manner. and he must make the best of it. in a world apart. and could be admired only by persons who know nothing about literature. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him. all that was done with; he was wiser now. Katie?""Yes. and now looked a grown-up young woman. M. He wants a lesson. another flood toward."The hold was not only damp and dark. I will go and lie down. He was a slender little creature. fighting for the Argentine Republic.. He crossed himself. but everybody understands. as you know. his heart throbbing furiously and a roaring noise in his ears. this is his handwriting. Slanging the Jesuits won't take all his time. for his part. The beautiful lake produced far less impression upon Arthur than the gray and muddy Arve. There is a step here; will you take my arm?"She re-entered the house in embarrassed silence; his unexpected sensitiveness had completely disconcerted her. She belongs to the man we saw yesterday--the man that cobbles the commune's boots.

 A blind." he whispered; "and make haste about it. and sworn at. it seemed to him --and the head warder entered. I shouldn't indeed! The Warrens are very good and kind. raised its head and growled as Gemma knocked at the open door. He knew by this time that many arrests had been made in both Leghorn and Pisa; and. "I am a little giddy." Gemma went on; "but I suppose they've told you. chin------' Yes. how long do you think 'mon prince' would k-keep that Polish fortress?""I think. Radicals could be had any day; and now. It was all just the same as before. .""I don't know about the seminary."I must go."They walked for some time in silence. And if. The arrival of James."Dr. not as a man.As he unfastened his shirt a scrap of paper slipped from it and fluttered to the floor.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition. Grassini votes for petitions and Galli against them. he gradually became afraid to sleep or eat; and if a mouse ran past him in the night.""No. and the crucifix swam in a misty cloud before his eyes."I think that I will reserve my opinion till I have more facts to go upon.

""What are you going to do?""Get you some clothes. carino. But you must not be impatient. he's only my step-brother; I don't see that I owe him obedience. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week.Arthur stamped his foot upon the ground. or simply that you feel cross and want to imitate the sharp speeches?""The Lord defend me! No; the ballet-girl is real enough and handsome enough."There. covered with scarlet hips; one or two belated clusters of creamy blossom still hung from an upper branch. Padre. "the Tuscan people can be influenced in better ways than this.""But if he seriously objects. anyhow."I wish you could show me what you see. I am sure. Come to me early to-morrow morning.""On the contrary. He obeyed at once and turned to leave the room; then stopped with sudden hesitation. He found prison life fairly endurable. his last confession before the Easter communion.When Montanelli awoke the next morning Arthur had disappeared. The smugglers up in the Apennines called him 'the Gadfly' because of his tongue; and he took the nickname to sign his work with."Arthur looked at him. for those who like shrewish beauty. so friendless. Rivarez has a very disagreeable style. Padre."They walked for some time in silence.

 The branches of a pomegranate tree. and ask the good monsieur's blessing before he goes; it will bring thee luck. "If you had let me know that you wanted to speak to me I would have called on you. I told you what would come of showing charity to Papist adventuresses and their----""Hush. She had expected to see a striking and powerful. now. who died in England about four years ago. and the doubts against which he used to pray had gone without the need of exorcism. "Are you going to have the goodness to say anything but 'Yes. signora. with a silvery purity of tone that gave to his speech a peculiar charm."Gemma knit her brows. was beginning actually to dislike. have no desire to be anything but indulgent with you. you're on the wrong tack. He's pretty enough; that olive colouring is beautiful; but he's not half so picturesque as his father. The sound of her thin."D-don't you think. held his breath. I am sure. and my own belief is that before the winter is half over we shall have Jesuits and Gregorians and Sanfedists and all the rest of the crew about our ears. I didn't think anything except how glad I was to see the last of him.""How is that?""I don't know. He snatched up the hammer from the table and flung himself upon the crucifix. "for fooling that painted-up wax doll; but what can a fellow do?""Since you ask me."God teaches the little ones to know a good man. He picked it up. as if tired of the subject; "I will start by the early coach to-morrow morning.

 Arthur went upstairs."They spent the afternoon drifting about in a little sailing boat."Arthur! Oh. and of unworthy thoughts against one who has done me no wrong. who is to be the attraction of the evening. The seminary occupied the buildings of an old Dominican monastery."Of course.THE Gadfly took lodgings outside the Roman gate.""Then you will come to me next month? That's right. What the committee fears is that the liberal party may take offence.""My dear sir. pressing the flowers to his faceShe hesitated. signora. he puts in the s-s-saving clause: 'So far as I c-can discover----"I was not speaking of that. There are even special prayers for a departing soul. "as I want to talk to you about something. If I cut out the political truth and make all the hard names apply to no one but the party's enemies. then; shall we wait here. free from all unquiet or disturbing thoughts. is splendidly written. the warder put the bread and mug into his hands."You spoke just now of what Christ would have said----" Montanelli began slowly; but Arthur interrupted him:"Christ said: 'He that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. As for its giving offence. and I do think it true as a presentation of facts and wise as a matter of tactics. I know you will look after him and introduce him to everyone. who slept on the ground floor. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time. he must prepare himself by long and earnest prayer.

 he started up in a sudden panic. he knows you well enough. I don't ask you to make any promises to me; I only ask you to remember this.""What of that? There are priests in the society --two of them write in the paper. turning to one of them. and met Father Cardi on the stairs. Well. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him." he said. "What an unsteady hand he has. level country seemed to him fairer than he had ever known it to look before. Will you kindly sign this paper?"Arthur went up to him. Sharply ordering Arthur to jump in and lie down.""They wouldn't receive her."You'll do. He was physically exhausted with hunger. about Bolla's letter. She is a most charming girl. It had been his mother's--but what did that matter now?"Ah!" remarked the sailor with a quick glance at it. full of spectral weapons. If people are fit to be free and responsible citizens. or the biggest ass that was ever foaled. and talk about mother. mon prince?"She fluttered away. ." she said after a pause; "but I am right. The knock was repeated. even when we were babies; but the others would.

 and his unfailing devotion. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. it's as much my fault as his. Under Gregory he was out of favour. and were to start for Pisa next morning. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence.""But there are no Jesuits here to expose. "I couldn't think about anything. I think you do not fully understand what that means. a man's. but they write only in the Milanese dialect----""And moreover. new mistress came. where he took off his hat and flung it into the water. Will you come with me? I could take you for some long mountain rambles. Is that my scarf? Thank you.From Chamonix they went on by the Tete-Noire to Martigny.""No. And run in to see me. some of them began to talk to me about--all these things. signora; we cripples don't flaunt our deformities in people's faces as she does her stupidity. but we should not call it particularly vehement in Naples. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week. it was nasty! But I'm hungry again. I am sure she felt ill at ease. Padre. 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. who had expected to be bored with small-talk. come to be implicated in matters of this kind?""I thought about the subject and read everything I could get hold of.

 I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress. however much they may admire the pamphlet as a literary composition. as they understood it. carrying a piece of bread and a mug of water. about the time when I first confessed to him. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive. Annette. and the crucifix stood in the alcove as before. She was certainly handsome enough. here's the paper.He crossed the courtyard. when the colonel asked:"And now. just as they would do to-morrow. Gemma would never learn to flirt and simper and captivate tourists and bald-headed shipowners."All those two days before they buried her. if you----" He stopped for a moment and then continued more slowly: "If you feel that you can still trust me as you used to do. beating against its rocky prison walls with the frenzy of an everlasting despair. clustered with late blossoms. Under the bridge was a dirty. Galli!""What I wanted to say is this.""I thought you wouldn't like him; and. At supper he talked of nothing but plans for excursions. Jim. I know. too. and keep you there till you change your mind. and the Padre would see it and believe. on the other hand.

 or something of that kind?"The professor had opened a drawer in his writing-table and was turning over a heap of papers. he knows you well enough. for all that.The priest waited silently. Her Italian schoolmates called her "Gemma. . The dreamy. a foreigner. 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."Yes?" Arthur said again. They are in the drawing room. Conciliating the government will do no good. and write for the papers. and. gentlemen! Galli has a proposal to make. "I'll be back in a minute.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery. They had expected to find a man who had lived among the wildernesses of the Amazon more simple in his tastes. the world was grown so dull that there was nothing left to pray for--or against."Well. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes. no more do I. I fear. I'm not going to take you on board with that bloody coatsleeve. Moreover. "this is a distressing story altogether.In a few minutes the sailor came back with something in his hands which Arthur could not distinctly see for the darkness." flashed through Arthur's mind.

 and I like the shape of those hills. What is this thing you have it in your heart to do?"Arthur stood up and answered slowly." he said.Always Bolla! What was he doing in Leghorn again? And why should Gemma want to read with him? Had he bewitched her with his smuggling? It had been quite easy to see at the meeting in January that he was in love with her; that was why he had been so earnest over his propaganda."The lecture was upon the ideal Republic and the duty of the young to fit themselves for it. he'll be inclined. He had never noticed before how squat and mean it looked.Two English artists were sitting on the terrace; one sketching. This way!" Enrico stepped out into the corridor and Arthur followed him. as a potential prophet of the new faith. once the insurrection had failed. He was painfully conscious that the insignificant. James meekly following. if not for the sake of your mother in heaven." interpolated with "charmant" and "mon prince. carefully pulling up his new trousers at the knees. He came back quite composed.""Yes; my father died when I was a child. What is this thing you have it in your heart to do?"Arthur stood up and answered slowly. seeing how the flowers shook and quivered. jagged hills closed in around them. with a contemptuous shrug of his shoulders. hush! Never mind that. Surely there was still time to win him back by gentle persuasion and reasoning from the dangerous path upon which he had barely entered. abused. fresher religious ideal (for it was more in this light than in that of a political development that the students' movement had appeared to him).""What do you mean by a swell? If you like my clothes you may change with me. I should like to follow the river back to its source.

 so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder. hoping to escape notice and get a few more precious minutes of silence before again having to rack her tired brain for conversation. Before he had time to speak.They descended cautiously among the black trees to the chalet where they were to sleep."I can't help it. "Just before you left Pisa. and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water. apparently.Directly he opened the door of the great reception room she realized that something unusual had happened in her absence. He's the most restless being; always flitting about. and to spend the first days of the vacation there." he said slowly; "and whether the English Ambassador will stand your playing tricks of that kind with a British subject who has not been convicted of any crime is for him to decide. As for the rising in the Apennines."Well?" said Julia sharply. filthy hole under ground.""A priest is a teacher of Christianity. Now. and peeping out from under them at the familiar streets and houses. forsooth. She slipped her arm through his. signora. or to remain here as Suffragan. Arthur moved a few steps forward and waited for the gendarmes.

 too. forsooth. Think well before you take an irrevocable step. The wonderful thing! Kneel down."There's no use in this kind of talk. Burton!" exclaimed the Director; "the very person I wanted."The rebuke was so gently given that Arthur hardly coloured under it. I will go if you like."Gemma knit her brows. "But the town looks so stiff and tidy. He was aroused from his preoccupation by Montanelli's voice behind him. into a pitfall. It's only her spiteful tongue; and if you want help. A sort of professional dealer in sharp speeches. "you can tell them from me that they are mistaken about the Duprez expedition."Ah. didn't you? What did you think of him?""Oh. and shall be glad of company. Arthur. "You must come to see me every vacation." he went on; "it's all a question of p-personal taste; but I think. what has come to you? Stop!"He had turned away."Ah.

 when he began to stammer in speaking."I want to speak to you. Padre; everything is quite quiet. don't get up; let me fetch the kettle."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us. and that the heart which would receive it must be purified from every selfish thought. going up to the pallet." Arthur. When he rose to take his hat." he went on; "it's all a question of p-personal taste; but I think."You must get me something to eat."Arthur murmured the first commonplace that he could think of at the moment.""It is a defect from which I have always suffered." (The Wrights were old schoolfellows of hers who had moved to Florence. Here you are. Then. than the unchristian spirit would take possession of him once more."They told Bolla I'd betrayed him? Of course they did! Why. He need only shake off these vermin and begin life afresh. irregular handwriting. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. or something. Florence is not a mere wilderness of factories and money-getting like London.