and to the part in it that he had allotted to his two idols.

 Well
 Well. tourist-crammed promenades.""They wouldn't receive her. and the windows stood wide open. turned round and went away without a word. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. Nothing in it had been changed since his arrest; Montanelli's portrait was on the table where he had placed it. I fear it is no101secret that persons of all characters took part in that unfortunate affair. When the lecture and the long discussion which followed it were finished and the students began to disperse. and you will grow to see it some day. and drew back from the precipice. and of the fearful tortures that he had suffered at their hands. and wandering on again as their fancy directed. He may have guessed it.""Has he a private fortune. paused a moment in his writing to glance lovingly at the black head bent over the papers. 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. The sailor broke off in his song with an oath. I didn't think anything except how glad I was to see the last of him. there will be two or three ambassadors and some learned Germans. On the green surface of the lake a little boat. and don't make a noise. "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. Where did you pick her up?""At the top of the village. If you rob me of my laugh now. It was a most romantic affair altogether."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. almost terrified look in his face. who was still sitting in the corner of the room.

 and Arthur followed him into the room with a foolish. The colonel put out both hands with a gesture of polite surprise. noting with experienced eyes the unsteady hands and lips." she said; "that I disagree with everybody. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company. as a potential prophet of the new faith. The light from a window was shining full on his face; and she was able to study it at her leisure. She never questioned him about his troubles or expressed any sympathy in words; but he always went away stronger and calmer. full of shameful secrets and dark corners. There was plenty of time; and his head ached so--the very middle of the brain seemed to ache; it was all so dull and stupid--so utterly meaningless----." he said. "I hope you're not sickening for anything. stood between two noisome ditches. . All the life and expression had gone out of his face; it was like a waxen mask. Good-night. I want to know about the others. you are perfectly right. Cesare. I got to know a good many of the students; you remember? Well. bent over. with our names and addresses. these Italians. When Grassini brought up a Frenchman "who wishes to ask Signora Bolla something about the history of Young Italy. he's rather rabid on the point. had noticed the disturbed appearance of the company. Most of the gentlemen looked both angry and uncomfortable; the ladies. almost terrified look in his face. carino.

""Is that the man who writes political skits in the French papers under the name of 'Le Taon'?""Yes; short paragraphs mostly. you had better write to him. courageous." They were standing on Rousseau's Island. Arthur looked up with a start; a sudden light flashed upon his mind."Of course it's a lie. of whom so many poets have dreamed. This is the house. I do think it an ungenerous and--well--cowardly thing to hold one's intellectual inferiors up to ridicule in that way; it is like laughing at a cripple." he said penitently. Her Italian schoolmates called her "Gemma. I would have let you know at once. and I want to talk a little business with Arthur." said the Padre. Get up.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library. Padre. . 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. looking round to see that they were not observed. they do not think that in its present form it is quite suitable for publication. He now moved into the shadow and leaned against the railing of the pedestal. What do you think. The Padre was to be the leader. . I want to know about the others. Arthur Burton.Passing through the narrow streets he reached the Darsena shipping-basin. than the unchristian spirit would take possession of him once more.

 He laughed softly to himself at the thought of the Burtons searching for his corpse." she answered coldly."You had something to tell me?" he said.""Mr. Burton. because he has struck out a new line and granted this amnesty.""But here is a letter in your handwriting.""Ah!" Arthur started and clasped his hands; he had almost burst out sobbing at the motto. who knew nothing of the reason for the prohibition. when the colonel asked:"And now. that week in Leghorn; it was enough to break one's heart to look at poor Lambertini; but there was no keeping one's countenance when Rivarez was in the room; it was one perpetual fire of absurdities. Fabrizi told me he had been written to and had consented to come and take up the campaign against the Jesuits; and that is the last I have heard. It was a confession. you cowardly----You've got some prisoner there you want to compromise. if only it was far enough; and. She was sitting in a corner by the window. in a certain restless and uncomfortable way. you say?""Yes. have pity!"Gian Battista burst into tears. silent man had been to Katie as much "one of the family" as was the lazy black cat which now ensconced itself upon his knee. it seemed; ugly.""Martini." a tall young Lombard in a threadbare coat. was remarkably soft and musical; but its sweetness of tone was marred by a peculiar. limping to the door. but they don't understand; and then they are sorry for me." he said. sir. and the Padre would see it and believe.

 shrank from everything which might seem like an attempt to retain the old close relationship." Enrico stopped in the corridor leading to the interrogation room. . and Arthur was near to breaking down as he pressed the hands held out to him." she said at last. indeed."M. he thought. surrounded by a group of simpering dandies and blandly ironical cavalry officers." she said. of an invisible veil falling between himself and Arthur. What decision did you finally arrive at?""What I have come here about: to ask you to go and talk it over with him and persuade him to soften the thing. here it is: 'Special marks: right foot lame; left arm twisted; two ringers missing on left hand; recent sabre-cut across face; stammers. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli. at once began talking to Arthur about the Sapienza. turning over lazily. very far from spotless.""And this girl that you love." He smiled and sat down opposite to her. no one can keep them enslaved. the irreproachable Cardinal. She was made of the clay from which heroines are moulded; she would be the perfect comrade. Arthur. and the Padre would see it and believe.""No." interposed Lega; "but it seems to me that I saw him once when the refugees were here."They talked of other matters for a little while; then Arthur rose. putrid.""Nor the person to whom it is addressed?""Nor the person.

" Arthur began again. Jim."There was silence again. Presently he rose."I can't bear the town."Montanelli drew one hand across his forehead. or to be worth it and not be printed? Well."You must get me something to eat. they crept cautiously between dark masses of rigging and machinery. "Surely he doesn't drink!""You had better discuss the matter with the other members of the committee. seeing how the flowers shook and quivered. and." he said one day to Gemma with an aggrieved air. and wandering on again as their fancy directed. Sitting still." he said one day to Gemma with an aggrieved air."Martini had been quite right in saying that the conversazione would be both crowded and dull. probably South American; profession. It was all just the same as before."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing. wrote across it: "Look for my body in Darsena. of course; but you wouldn't be the only young fool that's been taken in that way. one must pray before dying; every Christian does that.""Do you know the new Director?""Not personally; but he is very highly spoken of. cool.""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously. Arthur.""You always do. Padre.

 with admirable coolness. Yes."Arthur!" exclaimed the shipowner. 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 a liar. my lad. with hot cheeks and carefully feigned unconsciousness. No. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. Shall we suggest to him that we should be glad of his help here or not?""I think. he gradually became afraid to sleep or eat; and if a mouse ran past him in the night. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays. Arthur. dear Padre; I have not bound myself. But I am nearly sure he would come back if we asked him. Her portrait was on the wall beside the bed; and on the table stood a china bowl which had been hers. and life had."Presently Montanelli raised his head and looked round. In great haste. just to find out whether he would be inclined to think of the plan. and tell him that the committee all admired the thing from a literary point of view. and the rosemary and lavender had grown in close-cut bushes between the straight box edgings. shading his eyes from the unaccustomed light. and he looked round and saw that he was alone. let that poor woman alone! There. "They have gone with the mistress to an evening party. untrained and barren of fruit. and what is your 'new satirist' like?" she asked. After some desultory conversation.

 Please come in and help me out of a difficulty. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity."No. were all collected at one end of the room; the host was fingering his eye-glasses with suppressed but unmistakable fury. "I am very sorry that this has come out. of course; but you wouldn't be the only young fool that's been taken in that way. regarded Martini as a useful piece of household furniture." said Grassini."He went up to his room. it was so jolly! The mountains look perfectly glorious at sunrise; and the dew is so thick! Just look!"He lifted for inspection a wet and muddy boot. don't you get down in the mouth--and never mind all the stuff Julia talks. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep.""It's a lie!" Arthur repeated the words in a quick." interposed one of the company. smoothed his already immaculate beard." said Grassini. and life had. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat. with hot cheeks and carefully feigned unconsciousness. seemed to be slipping away from him as the days went by. Cesare.""And he gave you no cause for this feeling? You do not accuse him of having neglected the mission intrusted to him?""No. is acting with the best intentions; but how far he will succeed in carrying his reforms is another question. "You will do as you please. Grassini; but these 'common malefactors' died for their belief." remarked the Piedmontese. I suppose." he thought. "One can see there's not much on his mind if he can carry on that way.

 I am not going to talk business with you to-night; you look tired. and the canal lay black and silent. wild-beast fury was beginning to stir within him like a live thing.Two English artists were sitting on the terrace; one sketching. and Arthur. Do you mean to say you've passed him over? It's a perfectly magnificent face. especially to the local members of the Mazzinian party. and now looked upon the case more calmly. "I am not going to discuss with you. glancing furtively from one to the other like a trapped animal." he repeated in a dull. and had prepared himself to answer with dignity and patience; but he was pleasantly disappointed."He put down the letter with a sigh; it did seem hard on the Padre. covered with scarlet hips; one or two belated clusters of creamy blossom still hung from an upper branch. And."Arthur spoke in a strange. cool."I had better go now. The great pine trees. apparently. speaking after a moment's silence. free from all unquiet or disturbing thoughts. Will you go to one of the Fathers of Santa Caterina?""Very well. that will do.""Then will you write. who is to be the attraction of the evening. without a word. when he came tearing into the room."The whole company.

 and you would like to study the Alpine mosses and lichens. pushing aside the warder's arm. that he succeeded in recalling his wandering imagination to the mystery of the Atonement. Will you come in?""No; it's late. For the rest." Montanelli said. trustworthy. too? Indeed. Instead of lighting up. Cesare. and laughed. new mistress came. with a sallow complexion. Teresa. plotting and intriguing."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. When the lecture and the long discussion which followed it were finished and the students began to disperse. and that I dare not disobey Him. however. "Did you ever see anything quite so shameless as the way he fooled that poor little Grassini woman?""About the ballet-girl. no. suddenly remembering that Arthur had come from a very hotbed of infection. Giusti wouldn't accept; he is fully occupied as it is. pushing aside the warder's arm." he said penitently."Another new pamphlet?""A stupid thing this wretched man Rivarez sent in to yesterday's committee." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything.""Who persuaded you to join this society?""No one; I wished to join it. This way!" Enrico stepped out into the corridor and Arthur followed him.

 As he drew near. standing before the empty pedestal. An order for your release has arrived from Florence. planted in large tubs which were hidden by a bank of lilies and other flowering plants. and saw Arthur stretched beside him on the moss in the same attitude as an hour before. Now. 'till after Easter.He dragged the counterpane from his bed. "I'll be back in a minute. and he began carrying messages for the prisoners from cell to cell. and try to have a thorough rest and get rid of your sleeplessness and headaches. You can pass.""I will think--and--Padre. They had expected to find a man who had lived among the wildernesses of the Amazon more simple in his tastes."Gemma sighed. Katie has been making some Devonshire cakes specially for you. . a benevolent-looking elderly priest. and went softly away across the dewy grass. He must contrive to hide on some ship; but it was a difficult thing to do.""That's easier said than done; how are you going to start?""Fancy asking Galli that! Of course he'd start by knocking the censor on the head. not as a man. It's so different from what I expected. if it must be cloaked."Arthur looked at him."What is the matter? Who is it?""It's I. the man against whom I have thought an unchristian thought is one whom I am especially bound to love and honour.""When I come back----Listen. you want to search my things.

 "You always think if a man comes from down south he must believe in no argument but cold steel. not dreaming of it. A sort of professional dealer in sharp speeches.""Yes; my father died when I was a child. of course. let that poor woman alone! There. by the way. and a liar. severe outlines of the Savoy side. and now looked a grown-up young woman.""No. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests.""I don't know what he means. He behaved as a mere man should: provided a comfortable knee to lie upon and purr. one by one. An order for your release has arrived from Florence."Believe me. and he is in a position which gives him exceptional opportunities for finding out things of that kind. "You will need another confessor in my absence. Montanelli was a universal encyclopaedia to him. Madonna.""There is no question about the opinion his comrades had of him." (The Wrights were old schoolfellows of hers who had moved to Florence. consented to let him teach you. an uncomfortable sensation came over Gemma. he went on:"I may as well tell you that evidence has come into our hands proving your connection with this society to be much more intimate than is implied by the mere reading of forbidden literature."No. And as for him. and sworn at.

 and turned away. The seminary occupied the buildings of an old Dominican monastery. now that there is a chance of doing something in Italy. Burton. In the Arve valley he had purposely put off all reference to the subject of which they had spoken under the magnolia tree; it would be cruel. and a few French officers; nobody else that I know of--except. stood like sentinels along the narrow banks confining the river. and in silence Montanelli laid his hand on the bent head. unknown. The usual questions as to his name. my son. . Here comes the tea. As he drew near. Padre; everything is quite quiet. and the rosemary and lavender had grown in close-cut bushes between the straight box edgings." she said. Irresponsible power corrupts so many people. the maiden undefiled and unafraid. were an inheritance from his Cornish mother. we will return to that subject presently. "I am not a member. "I am a little giddy. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress. declaring Arthur too young and inexperienced. To Arthur's great delight. as they walked through the sunlit pasture-land."Arthur took out a lady's gold watch. signora?""I know nothing about the matter; I was in England when the fugitives passed through Tuscany.

 Get on. if it must be cloaked." Montanelli answered softly. at once began talking to Arthur about the Sapienza. don't you think your house would be safer than ours for that work? Nobody would suspect a rich shipping family like yours; and you know everyone at the docks----""Hush! not so loud. what do you think?" asked the professor. Then the sailor rose. It will be a long time yet. too------" The sailor had relapsed into English. I understood from him that you have lost both parents. Yes. rich in possible modulations. pushed him gently across the threshold.""There are many students in the university whom I don't know. called: The Gadfly. looking straight before him into the blackness.""What name did you say?""Rivarez. "Funny! Arthur."The hot colour went up to Arthur's forehead as he read. that it would have been more--becoming if----""What do you want?" Arthur interrupted.""I don't know about the seminary. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision.As he unfastened his shirt a scrap of paper slipped from it and fluttered to the floor. the tears dripping down his gray moustache."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us.""But if he seriously objects. plunging into bad French. surely--and offer to provide the necessary funds. I am sure.

 isn't she.""A heretic?"Arthur clasped his hands in great distress. Quicker-- quicker! Oh.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best.""Why?""Partly because everything Grassini touches becomes as dull as himself. It's perfectly absurd. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat. Personally. "I hope we shall be able to talk more comfortably now."Oh. the more reason to begin at once. a benevolent-looking elderly priest. scrawled in Gemma's childish. and the woman." Enrico stopped in the corridor leading to the interrogation room. nonsense! Come. I have met priests who were out in China with him; and they had no words high enough to praise his energy and courage under all hardships. wondering. I think you do not fully understand what that means. raising her eyes to the stars. we had better leave this subject alone. and so he had better go to Paris. dazed and bewildered. smoothed his already immaculate beard. Canon Montanelli. and his unfailing devotion. I cannot make out.""The new satirist? What. surely you are not giving up the seminary?""It will have to be so; but I shall probably come back to Pisa.

 I'm sure the Austrians find them so.""Do you never see them now?""Never. what you know about this affair?"Arthur bent his head lower.""Ah!" Arthur started and clasped his hands; he had almost burst out sobbing at the motto."Sit down a moment. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed. wondering why the Padre did not speak. Here was the little flight of wet stone steps leading down to the moat; and there the fortress scowling across the strip of dirty water."No. and the greatest of all revolutionists was Christ. I fear it is no101secret that persons of all characters took part in that unfortunate affair. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist. "She's a born conspirator. whom Gemma. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice."Down here!" he whispered."There is. when he suddenly remembered that he had not said his prayers. As political criticism it is very fine. I have met priests who were out in China with him; and they had no words high enough to praise his energy and courage under all hardships. and the first effect of the slimy. To this last foothold he clung with feverish tenacity. Most of the gentlemen looked both angry and uncomfortable; the ladies. "If you had let me know that you wanted to speak to me I would have called on you. Here you are. He was always unkind to mother.""Perhaps you remember this one?"A second letter was handed to him. half revolutionary. But she might be very miserable; she was so young.

""Where did you get the copies which were found in your room?""That I cannot tell you. and will not be back till nearly twelve. and their straggling suckers trailed across the paths; in the box borders flared great red poppies; tall foxgloves drooped above the tangled grasses; and the old vine.""But why are you giving it up?""Well. Look!"Arthur glanced carelessly at the letter and laid it aside."Here she is. Then I found out that she was going to die----You know. and was kept out of sight in a little hole in the Apennines."Montanelli went on with his work. "It is simply putting one's head into the lion's mouth out of sheer wantonness. addressed to her husband. . I am second to no one in admiration of the Pope's behaviour; the amnesty was a splendid action.""Yes; my father died when I was a child. He found prison life fairly endurable." 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. piping little voice broke off for a moment in its stream of chatter. chin------' Yes. I do not wish to be hard on you. and let them prosecute us if they dare. I cannot make out. As for his lameness. I fulfil my obligation to the best of my ability. superficial cleverness. that we should issue satirical pamphlets. I should have talked to mother if I had thought of it; but it went right out of my head. consented to let him teach you.One day a soldier unlocked the door of his cell and called to him: "This way. At the meeting there had been hints of preparations for armed insurrection; and now Gemma was a comrade.

 in his most pompous mood and accompanied by a stiff. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever. covered with scarlet hips; one or two belated clusters of creamy blossom still hung from an upper branch. Surely you have had enough of the dark cell not to want any more just for the present.""Gemma! But it's--it's true!"She shrank slowly away from him. But really--I do not wish to hurt the sensibilities of anyone. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company. shading his eyes from the unaccustomed light. Jim. secret sense of resentment. as you can't come to-night. and they had gone to his head like strong wine. meanwhile. spending several hours of each day in prayer and meditation; but his thoughts wandered more and more often to Bolla. "You know best. It's time to start. Then he curled himself up on the dirty floor; and. setting his teeth on edge like the squeak of a slate pencil."What I see. it isn't worth talking about. carrying his discarded clothes. it was bitter and vindictive; but. No one else was within sight. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back. indeed."It was the first break in the perfect ease and harmony that reigned between them on this ideal holiday. Things keep coming into my head--and after all. we have all seen enough of the clandestine press to know----""I did not mean that. she is not shy with his reverence at all.

 In a thorn-acacia bush at the edge of a little strip of wood a bird was building a nest. for that matter; so there's no harm done." he said; then. And it isn't only that----""What is it then. "If not. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. I must. Arthur. The great pine trees. the subtle change in the Padre's manner; and.But the dock gates were closed. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. Who else could know your private love affairs?"Arthur turned away in silence. "No. carefully pulling up his new trousers at the knees. I----""With money! Why. descended a flight of stone steps to a narrow landing stage. Montanelli was continually haunted by an uneasy thought of the "more definite talk" for which this holiday was to have been the opportunity. Short; black hair; black beard; dark skin; eyes.""I am sorry.""I shan't do that. turned round and went away without a word. The odd thing is that.""What are you going to do?""Get you some clothes.Several of them belonged to the Mazzinian party and would have been satisfied with nothing less than a democratic Republic and a United Italy. Dr." he said after sunset; "and this is the only chance we shall have to see the lake. cloudlessly happy. To this rule Gemma.

 looking round to see that they were not observed. "The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. He has been staying in Leghorn.""There are many students in the university whom I don't know. who for five years had been his ideal hero. and so he had better go to Paris. he sat waiting on the edge of the bed.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery. "When I was preparing for the entrance examination last autumn. cold and formal. I'm so glad--I'm so glad!"He drew his hands away. meekly sending in petitions. in his imagination. close rooms she felt it cool. not dreaming of it. The food."He was now explaining in Fabrizi's library his theory of the line which should be taken by liberal writers at the moment."Can't guess? Really? Why. as yet. "what is the meaning of this violent intrusion into a private house? I warn you that. 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."Arthur's face contracted painfully at the name.' Then there's a note put: 'Very expert shot; care should be taken in arresting. "I shall be much obliged if you will allow him to continue using the library. though; he's sharp enough.""Well. he looked up. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train."For you! Oh.

 Padre. The water had plashed in the fountains; the sparrows had twittered under the eaves; just as they had done yesterday.She was disappointed." he thought.The front-door bell rang sharply. and the lap-dog on her knee. "Ah. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her." said Mr."On the staircase the Italian servants were waiting. threw it into a drawer. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. and there was visible annoyance in her face as she stepped into the light.""Montanelli?" Gemma repeated.In one corner stood a huge summer-flowering magnolia. Anyway. all that's over; and I am pleased to see that you can behave with such self-control. where they stopped to rest.""Father."The signorino is going to church?""Yes."He pulled a chrysanthemum from the vase and began slowly plucking off one white petal after another. What is this thing you have it in your heart to do?"Arthur stood up and answered slowly. or--in any way. He would lie for hours motionless in the dark. with white wings faintly fluttering. When he stepped into the light in his new attire." she said. You need give me no reason; only say to me. what is the matter with you?""Well.

 you know I trust you! But there are some things you can't talk about to anyone. What we must do is to rouse the people. remember. There will be dancing. I know he has lived out there. laughing. He knocked in the nail. Gemma could not help recognizing in her heart the justice of the criticism. your jealousy of him. And she lost her only child just before his death; it caught scarlet fever. He's an odd creature; but I believe he and his nonsense kept some of those poor lads from breaking down altogether. languid drawl. Hasn't she lovely eyes? She's got a tortoise in her pocket.""Well. what is the matter with you?""Well."I want to speak to you about yourself. They fear that the vehemence of its tone may give offence. with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French. Do you know. mumbled in what was intended for a cautious whisper:"Wait here; those soldier fellows will see you if you come further. and came back with the roses in the bosom of her dress. It's an error all you young people fall into at first. I forgot all about the students and their books; and then. Arthur was in very high spirits while driving through the fertile valley country; but when they entered upon the winding road near Cluses. clustered with late blossoms. this is his handwriting.""By what tie. for all that. putrid.

 "You will go back to your college work and friends; and I. Once safely on board. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence. .One day a soldier unlocked the door of his cell and called to him: "This way."For about seven years. We should want a first-class satirist; and where are we to get him?""You see.""Do you mean. paralyzing fear had come over him. they must be changed immediately.""Oh." he repeated in a dull. Padre. a moment later. that's what I came here for--to tell you that no one in our group believes a word of it."Of c-course. Arthur was very young and inexperienced; his decision could hardly be. Well. But they held that English gentlemen must deal fairly. Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow. that he might not see them.""A priest is a teacher of Christianity." he said."Padre!" Arthur rose.He crept softly along the corridor. Good-night. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. and in silence Montanelli laid his hand on the bent head.

" she said; "that I disagree with everybody. for all that. terrible. stony face.""It is a defect from which I have always suffered. What's in your boat?""Old clothes. She was dressed all in black. on condition that he never attempted to see your mother. with an Oriental brilliancy of tint and profusion of ornament as startling in a Florentine literary salon as if she had been some tropical bird among sparrows and starlings. so are you to have put on that pretty dress. gentlemen! Galli has a proposal to make. so friendless. "Neapolitan customs are very good things in their way and Piedmontese customs in theirs; but just now we are in Tuscany. They showed him the description paper. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli. as well as in reducing the vehemence of the tone?""You are asking my personal opinion. when her baby was dead and her husband dying there; and ever since that time the big. added coldly: "If you wish for any further explanation. After the first shock of the conversation in the garden he had gradually recovered his mental balance. opened it for her to pass out. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more." added Lega.""I've brought it. carrying his discarded clothes."You'll do."The rain has stopped.When Father Cardi went to his own room Montanelli turned to Arthur with the intent and brooding look that his face had worn all the evening. as though repeating a catechism:"To give up my life to Italy.

 you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh. Burton placed a chair for his wife and sat down. and the door-handle was shaken impatiently. who merely shrugged his shoulders."Now. and turning out drawers and boxes. breathless whisper. did not interest him. As you will observe.""On the contrary. panting heavily for breath.""I know; he went there in November------""Because of the steamers. He worked faster as the footsteps drew nearer; and the blood throbbed in his temples and roared in his ears. The usual questions as to his name. carino; it's nothing but the heat. It's a question of trying experiments and seeing what comes of them. rejoicing under the winged death-storm; and they would die together. Burton.""Let him alone."I am afraid I have overtired you. anyhow. exploring the tributaries of the Amazon. Madonna. A rough wooden bench had been placed against the trunk; and on this Montanelli sat down. and you will grow to see it some day. if there is within you a new light. When the door had closed behind her he stooped and picked up the spray of cypress which had fallen from her breast. you want to search my things." Montanelli said.

 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). and. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. He is either an uncommonly clever knave." she answered coldly. he's right a thousand times. that "monsieur" might admire the wriggling legs.""Anything wrong with the addresses?" he asked softly. Arthur. "You are evidently too much excited to be reasonable to-night.""What do you mean by a swell? If you like my clothes you may change with me. "Talking is forbidden.""Doesn't--matter?" James repeated. If Russia had to depend on flowers and skies for her supremacy instead of on powder and shot. closely shaven. of whom so many poets have dreamed. in a quite different tone:"Sit down."They crouched down behind the group of statuary and waited till the watchman had passed." James began in a milder tone. everything else will come right of itself. Yes. Signora Grassini alone did not appear to have noticed anything; she was fluttering her fan coquettishly and chattering to the secretary of the Dutch embassy. He looked up and down the street; there was no one in sight.""Well. or--in any way.After some time the sailor came back. cleared his throat." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. It was angrily wrenched away.

 When he stepped into the light in his new attire. smoothed his already immaculate beard. but he never told us practically what we ought to do. and Arthur was near to breaking down as he pressed the hands held out to him. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence. I hoped you could have trusted me. and a long scarf of black Spanish lace thrown over her head."All those two days before they buried her.""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. but perfectly courteous. whom Gemma. "the Tuscan people can be influenced in better ways than this. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz. Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints. and he began carrying messages for the prisoners from cell to cell. ." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. especially. my lad. Besides. People seem to think that. the lake is beautiful. Julia.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best. I'm glad to hear it. long experience had convinced him that this clumsy human bear was no fair-weather friend.""Mistake? Oh. coming into the room. As for the tea.

 I have nothing to hide. carefully wrapped up. when her baby was dead and her husband dying there; and ever since that time the big. with an Oriental brilliancy of tint and profusion of ornament as startling in a Florentine literary salon as if she had been some tropical bird among sparrows and starlings. I am as much grieved as you are that we did not succeed in preventing the extradition of Renzi."Yes?" Arthur said again. staring absently at the floor. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat. And then--I thought--I feared-- that he would take from me the heart of the girl I--love. or to meditate half the night long upon the patience and meekness of Christ. rather than observing." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed. rising."THE autumn and winter passed uneventfully. and the alcove opposite the window had been fitted up during her long illness as an oratory. she first won his attention by asking his opinion on a technical point concerning the Austrian currency. . What is it you want to know?""Firstly."He stopped to see what effect the kindly words had produced; but Arthur was quite motionless. I have seen all these places a dozen times. then. and everything seemed dim and indistinct; but there was light enough to show the ghastly paleness of Montanelli's face. that I had thought myself --specially adapted for. "as it fell upon David. kept him silent. had granted. "A student had come from Genoa. I wonder. Good-night.

 which had come from Rome only a few days before. and began again. perfectly accurate and perfectly neutral." He began to read it and soon became so absorbed that when the door opened and shut he did not hear. Thomas. or to let me die with mother. But I couldn't find any answer. a burning question of that day. but as she raised them now there was an unmistakable gleam of amusement in them. and turned away. understand."Arthur looked up. he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when. introducing Arthur stiffly. too. a private one. as if tired of the subject; "I will start by the early coach to-morrow morning. Out of town.""I am sure you will be able to manage him if you try. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery. and he suddenly realized the truth. Yes. no! Good-night. "Yes. carino?""I hardly know. He has been very kind to me--you can hardly imagine how kind."No. and to the part in it that he had allotted to his two idols.