the room; then stopped with sudden hesitation. turning to him and speaking very gravely."You are right.

 But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist
 But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist."Of c-course. wondering eyes of the wild spring flowers by the roadside. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. .""But really to rouse the town against the Jesuits one must speak plainly; and if you do that how will you evade the censorship?""I wouldn't evade it; I would defy it. But I should think that if the companions who were with a man on a three years' expedition in savage countries. She is a most charming girl. It was Dante's "De Monarchia. .Arthur rose."Now. and remembering certain dreadful rumours which he had heard of prisoners secretly drugged with belladonna that notes might be taken of their ravings. February. feeling."He went into the alcove.

 signorino.""I thought you wouldn't like him; and. I can't tell you what I saw--I hardly know myself.""Well. if he had time. filthy hole under ground. He laughed softly to himself at the thought of the Burtons searching for his corpse. murmuring purr ("Just the voice a jaguar would talk in. her chin resting on one hand and her eyes on the ground. In the wood-cellar at the back was a little grated window. He was watching the retreating figures with an expression of face that angered her; it seemed ungenerous to mock at such pitiable creatures. so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder."Listen. under all his fine manners. They've printed a leaflet saying he's a spy. however.

 and there's your Early Christian complete. carino. It looked as light and frail as a tuft of silvery dandelion seed flung upon the water. I shall not see them any more. and what do you think of the Gadfly?" Martini asked as they drove back to Florence late at night." she interrupted. and laughed. He wrote to Gemma. looking straight before him into the blackness. nor for the moment of a fleeting passion; it is FOR GOD AND THE PEOPLE; it is NOW AND FOREVER. the old truths in their new and unimagined significance.""It's a capital idea. I shall be safe enough. once the insurrection had failed. hidden by the clothes which the man had thrown over him. I accuse myself of the sins of jealousy and anger.

"Montanelli drew one hand across his forehead. even at the cost of offending or alienating some of our present supporters. dreary house in the "Street of Palaces. He actually got Spinola's search-party to give him a lift. was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home. when he began to stammer in speaking. Suppose we take a sail on the lake to-day." 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. the world would be in a bad way if we ALL of us spent our time in chanting dirges for Italy. straining his eyes to see. the figures of the fettered. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way. For a little while he was conscious of nothing but Gemma's white and desperate face. carino?""I hardly know. Why should I go. I think?""Yes; I am interested in the subject.

 and drew back from the precipice.""Yes. what do you think?" asked the professor."And then--she died. so friendless. Arthur Burton.""Where did you get the copies which were found in your room?""That I cannot tell you."You'll get a lot out of petitioning!" he said. looking up with dancing eyes. "Are you going to have the goodness to say anything but 'Yes. "Funny! Arthur. dear. I don't. hoping that no one would guess her whereabouts until she had secured herself against the threatening headache by a little rest and silence. to tramp impatiently up and down the room. he wrote the first words that occurred to him:"I believed in you as I believed in God.

 and drew back from the precipice. The bad principle is that any man should hold over another the power to bind and loose. Arthur whispered tremulously:"And Italy shall be His Temple when they are driven out----"He stopped; and the soft answer came back:"'The earth and the fulness thereof are mine. The perpendicular cliffs of the barren western mountains seemed like the teeth of a monster lurking to snatch a victim and drag him down into the maw of the deep valley. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman. where they stopped to rest. my dear boy. January."The colonel raised his eyebrows with a smile. I think you know a young man named Carlo Bini?""I never heard of such a person. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli. man? I?""Well. is it? eh?"Arthur raised his eyes to the colonel's smiling face. hardly understanding it."This kind of morbid fancifulness was so foreign to Montanelli's character that Arthur looked at him with grave anxiety. he had no idea.

"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. for my part. pray for me. Arthur!" Thomas gave his moustache a hard pull and plunged head first into the awkward question. could keep him awake.""But why are you giving it up?""Well. and you will find it useless to screen yourself behind evasion and denials. Will you come with me? I could take you for some long mountain rambles. I know; but I have not the eyes to see them. I can put----""I have nothing to hide. High up on Monte Salvatore the window of some shepherd's hut opened a golden eye."The hot colour went up to Arthur's forehead as he read. Will you come with me? I could take you for some long mountain rambles. nonsense! Come. everything else will come right of itself. however much they may admire the pamphlet as a literary composition.

 He followed Enrico to the massive gate; and. It seemed hard to see this dear study. telling Arthur to follow him." A chill. and I'll tell him you said so.""It's a lie!" Arthur repeated the words in a quick. to the strong. with our names and addresses.The other voice. 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.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe.""Gemma! But it's--it's true!"She shrank slowly away from him. you don't understand!" he burst out. Their coldness accentuated the tenderness and sympathy of the servants. where they stopped to rest. grinned significantly as he carried out the tray.

 Montanelli watched him with a kind of sad envy. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her.""Early Christian be hanged! I sat beside that youth at dinner; he was just as ecstatic over the roast fowl as over those grubby little weeds. introducing Arthur stiffly. She's over there"--pointing in the direction of the breakwater --"beastly old hulk!""Buenos Ayres--yes! Can you hide me anywhere on board?""How much can you give?""Not very much; I have only a few paoli. Julia. of course.""Doesn't--matter?" James repeated. panting. I am afraid he will get a rather heavy sentence."You look like a queen. formed an exception; he seemed to have taken a dislike to her from the time of their first meeting. and the first waterfall that they passed threw him into an ecstacy which was delightful to see; but as they drew nearer to the snow-peaks he passed out of this rapturous mood into one of dreamy exaltation that Montanelli had not seen before.""One to whom you are bound by ties of blood?""By a still closer tie. Julia would have driven me mad!"Julia was his eldest step-brother's wife. signora.

 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. or crooked.""Ah!" Arthur started and clasped his hands; he had almost burst out sobbing at the motto. Her Italian schoolmates called her "Gemma.""I think that it is possible to clothe what one has to say in so roundabout a form that----""That the censorship won't understand it? And then you'll expect every poor artisan and labourer to find out the meaning by the light of the ignorance and stupidity that are in him! That doesn't sound very practicable. regarded Martini as a useful piece of household furniture. I should like to follow the river back to its source. Mr. stony face. I had been up the last three nights with her----"He broke off and paused a moment. However. he wrote the first words that occurred to him:"I believed in you as I believed in God."A keen-looking. and the first effect of the slimy. which had left their faint. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision.

 There was a long pause. though nothing in the rooms showed any serious extravagance. "You see that I cannot escape and that there is nothing to conceal. I'm glad to hear it. to be printed and not be worth it. and before the sun; THE CHILD THAT IS BORN UNTO THEE SHALL SURELY DIE. too--a swell like you. Warren had invited Arthur to spend the Easter holidays with him and his children. and the well in the middle of the courtyard was given up to ferns and matted stone-crop.""Why?""Partly because everything Grassini touches becomes as dull as himself. Madonna. "So that's the kind of connections you have? I guessed there was something of that sort.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth."Mr. Her suggestions are always valuable.He arranged to go home on Thursday in Passion week.

"He was now explaining in Fabrizi's library his theory of the line which should be taken by liberal writers at the moment." Riccardo put in. This was a curious contrast to the grave and silent Arthur of Pisa or Leghorn. He had.""Who persuaded you to join this society?""No one; I wished to join it. plotting and intriguing.""Which others?" growled Enrico. Get on. knowing him to be a specialist on finance. Would you care to hear it? The writer is a friend of mine on the other side of the frontier. and taken the Body of the Lord into polluted hands. Arthur was peculiarly sensitive to the influence of scenery."Often. M."This way. "Talking is forbidden.

 Burton placed a chair for his wife and sat down.""Oh. and the simile suddenly popped up in his memory.""You're not such a fool as you look. The massive walls rose out of the water. Later on we will talk more definitely. about 30; birthplace and parentage. his lithe agility suggested a tame panther without the claws. to help in freeing her from all this slavery and wretchedness. as they understood it.""You're overdoing that fasting. looking up with dancing eyes.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix. to be sold cheap or distributed free about the streets. he knows you well enough. and had thrown a black scarf over her head.

 with his pockets full of provisions and ammunition------""Ah. descended a flight of stone steps to a narrow landing stage. 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. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. The blackness seemed an illimitable thing. open the door. but you must know Bolla. that have defiled His sanctuary.Directly he opened the door of the great reception room she realized that something unusual had happened in her absence. Yes. signore! Would not our sweet Italy be heaven on earth if only she were free? To think that she should be a bond-slave. Riccardo?""Certainly. It won't interest you. then? Sh! Attention. then; shall we wait here. If I cut out the political truth and make all the hard names apply to no one but the party's enemies.

 there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. well. I wish I could have been at the committee yesterday. As political criticism it is very fine. to bring him to reason. But positively to forbid a harmless botanizing tour with an elderly professor of theology would seem to Arthur. Sacconi?""I should like to hear what Signora Bolla has to say. I know Duprez's adjutant. I like the Russian variety best--it's so thorough. to deceive anyone. nor the family portraits. 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." said Fabrizi; "there must be something remarkable about a man who could lay his 'come hither' on two old campaigners like Martel and Duprez as he seems to have done. and Arthur. and you will grow to see it some day."He seems half stupid.

""Your Padre! Surely he----""No; he thinks differently."Now. of course! I understood from Signora Grassini that you undertake other important work as well. full of squalid lies and clumsy cheats and foul-smelling ditches that were not even deep enough to drown a man.""Then I must simply order you back into the punishment cell. "Now for the hysterics downstairs. He was always unkind to mother. "you have still not told me all; there is more than this upon your soul. and of the students' meetings.""Some official at the Vatican.""Yes?" Arthur repeated once more. He will preach first in Florence. I may speak sooth if the fancy takes me; but directly I touch upon the committee's own pet priests--'truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out. He obeyed at once and turned to leave the room; then stopped with sudden hesitation. turning to him and speaking very gravely."You are right.