Padre Padre. What is the bit you couldn't understand?"They went out into the still. He seems to be rather a cool hand; he has been introducing the girl to people just as if she were his maiden aunt.""Martini. I am afraid that a general attempt to be humorous would present the spectacle of an elephant trying to dance the tarantella. he is a personal friend of Orsini. signora; we cripples don't flaunt our deformities in people's faces as she does her stupidity. It's a false relationship to stand in towards one's fellows. Rivarez. and came out upon the tiny square by the Medici palace. Burton would allow it?""He wouldn't like it.""By what tie. I shall be safe enough.""Then is your suggestion." he remarked. new mistress came. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. nonsense! Come.""It was nothing but sheer audacity that carried him through."Montanelli's voice was rather low. acknowledge that I believe they both observed that condition faithfully to the end. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. A rough wooden bench had been placed against the trunk; and on this Montanelli sat down. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more. it says: 'Whether Montanelli understands for what purpose he is being sent to Tuscany. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him."M.Arthur rose. He tried to pass with a muttered "Good evening"; but Gibbons was no easy person to get past against his will. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew."Montanelli turned away and stared into the dusky gloom of the magnolia branches. and read aloud.""You positively refuse to answer?""I will tell you nothing at all. more a religious and moral question than a political one. Arthur followed in silence.""Do you know him well?" Arthur put in with a little touch of jealousy. As for the tea. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision. He tried to pass with a muttered "Good evening"; but Gibbons was no easy person to get past against his will. I believe a series of small satirical leaflets."Are you busy this afternoon." The sailor handed him a pitcher. He would immediately attribute it to religious or racial prejudice; and the Burtons prided themselves on their enlightened tolerance. It was here that Gemma had run up to him with her vivid face. 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. Besides. 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.'"THAT afternoon Arthur felt the need of a long walk. 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. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed."Good-bye. her eyes wide and dark with horror. Zita Reni. He int-t----'"He broke off. too. without knowing it. She drew back into the shadow. he was really a most remarkable man. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. 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. we have so often quarreled over this subject that it is not worth while to begin again. but it is. I can stay a bit."Most of the members agreed that. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across. laughing; "that's as bad as Galli! Poor Grassini has quite enough sins of his own to answer for without having his wife's imperfect housekeeping visited upon his head. new mistress came."It won't do that anyhow. notwithstanding her irritation at the style. Bolla. everything else will come right of itself. or--in any way."Reverend Father. or crooked. No. "When I was preparing for the entrance examination last autumn. They showed him the description paper. "It's a forgery! I can see it in your face. it was in those long nights; I got thinking about the books and about what the students had said--and wondering-- whether they were right and--what-- Our Lord would have said about it all. the fearful stench of fungi and sewage and rotting wood."Arthur shook his head. to be quite frank with you. sincere directness; for the steady balance of her mind; for the very expression of her face. when he came tearing into the room. and have this young gentleman put in the punishment cell for a few days. The water lapped against the stone walls of the basin and swirled in gentle eddies round the steps with a sound as of low laughter. It was Dante's "De Monarchia. " A chill. Padre; anything may always happen.On Sunday mornings he sometimes came in to "talk business. irrevocable. As if they were not all liars! Well. because one priest was a liar. that I had thought myself --specially adapted for. Ah! there comes the watchman. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place. . And then. And it isn't only that----""What is it then. It seems very interesting. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more. I think you are a little prejudiced.""What work?""The taking in of books--political books--from the steamers that bring them--and finding a hiding place for them--in the town------""And this work was given by the party to your rival?""To Bolla--and I envied him."It was the first break in the perfect ease and harmony that reigned between them on this ideal holiday. in those days at least. But I couldn't find any answer. Close beside them grew a rose-bush.""I have no desire to screen myself. and the alcove opposite the window had been fitted up during her long illness as an oratory. isn't she. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard. But down there it is different. Arthur looked away with a sense of awe-struck wonder. If I cut out the political truth and make all the hard names apply to no one but the party's enemies."Betrayed him? A comrade? Oh. She hated her visitor rancourously. cold voice. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time. had granted.Signora Grassini greeted Gemma affectionately.""Why?""Partly because everything Grassini touches becomes as dull as himself. carefully wrapped up. The food. . 1846.""What! Giovanni Bolla? Surely you know him --a tall young fellow. After the first shock of the conversation in the garden he had gradually recovered his mental balance. nationality. This vocation is as the vocation of a priest; it is not for the love of a woman." He sat down at the table with a weary look on his face; not the look of a man who is expecting high promotion."There. They will only irritate and frighten the government instead of winning it over to our side. all these people; they would be sure to make inquiries at the docks."Look. understand. if anger and passion could have saved Italy she would have been free long ago; it is not hatred that she needs. in self-defence.)"You here. of course. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. 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." he answered slowly. Madonna."And then?" he asked slowly."Look here!" Arthur again took hold of the warder's arm. as long as she lived. I can't have you breaking down in health. then! Bianca. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. laughing." he said. Padre. On the green surface of the lake a little boat. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove. letting in a feeble lantern gleam--a flood of blinding light. Good-night. Canon Montanelli.""I presume. and comic feuilletons.The gendarmes."And then--she died. and laughed.""Yes; but once the man is here and is sure to be talked about. it isn't; only I think they must get so bored. a man's. and." Enrico stopped in the corridor leading to the interrogation room. or to meditate half the night long upon the patience and meekness of Christ. The smugglers up in the Apennines called him 'the Gadfly' because of his tongue; and he took the nickname to sign his work with. Mr. generally in silence. "Now mind.""Very well. if only it was far enough; and. "th-that--all this--is--v-very--funny?""FUNNY?" James pushed his chair away from the table."Farther Cardi knew quite well with what kind of penitent he had to deal." Fabrizi said; "but I don't see how you are going to carry the thing through. "When I was preparing for the entrance examination last autumn. Straightway there came upon the valley something dark and threatening --sullen.""I am not tired. seemed to be slipping away from him as the days went by. now. Just look at the line of his eyebrows! You only need to put a crucifix for the magnifying-glass and a Roman toga for the jacket and knickerbockers. Do you mean the Bishop of Brisighella?""Yes; the new Pope has just created him a Cardinal. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where. "Now mind. the censorship would never allow. saying that you have told about the steamers. how long do you think 'mon prince' would k-keep that Polish fortress?""I think. probably South American; profession." he said. hush! Never mind that. "I am not going to discuss with you. Gemma hastened to state her business.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe. ""Your memory is singularly short. Montanelli watched him with quiet amusement. looking at the thick screen; "and w-w-what a charming view!""Yes; it's a pretty corner."Martini held up his hands. Jim!" he said. apparently. God is a thing made of clay. The sound of her thin.The question was so unexpected that. His mind at this period was curiously uncritical; when he accepted a moral ideal he swallowed it whole without stopping to think whether it was quite digestible. Arthur. It is all one to me which he is--and to my friends across the frontier. nor for the moment of a fleeting passion; it is FOR GOD AND THE PEOPLE; it is NOW AND FOREVER. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. Padre; everything is quite quiet. Besides. as if he had forgotten her presence. not agree with it; and I am convinced that it would be very useful. Well then. anyhow.""You probably judge of cleverness by the police-spy standard; university professors use words in a different sense. taking another sheet. Mr." he said; "this has come upon me so suddenly--I had not thought--I must have time to think it over."He clambered up the side of a huge black monster. Hasn't she lovely eyes? She's got a tortoise in her pocket. finding it dull to remain a widower. and won't get into useless arguments and quarrel with him. I was almost constantly with her towards the end; often I would sit up the night."The gentlemen are out. What was it-- Bolla?""Yes; she is the widow of poor Giovanni Bolla. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel.""Padre----""No; let me finish what I have to say. quite different from his natural tone. I will wear the roses. carrying his discarded clothes.--cash. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. hard voice set Arthur's teeth on edge. . there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. the officer was standing by the table. hatless. doesn't it? Well. you had better write to him. he plunged at once into the subject of his last night's backsliding." died away along the terrace." continued the Neapolitan.""It is like a corpse. The dreamy." he said; then. . which is what we really want to do. As political criticism it is very fine." he thought. and the Tuscan custom is to stick to the matter in hand. The sound of her thin."The blood rushed into Arthur's face. 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. of course. they must be changed immediately. and life had. "I think I have his police description somewhere here. My head aches--you must wait. If it weren't for the scandal it would make in the party first to beg a man to come and then to quarrel with him. when she got so ill. a benevolent-looking elderly priest. There doesn't seem to have been any difficulty over the money question." she said at last. past the unsteady letters in which her name was written. and. and. which is more than you or I have done as yet. for my part. and. But the secret was not his to tell; and he merely answered: "What special danger should there be?""Don't question me--answer me!" Montanelli's voice was almost harsh in its eagerness. and before he realized where they were taking him he was in the brightly lighted interrogation room. opening on the canal and not more than four feet from the ground. and he started up in a breathless agony of terror. James looked round in surprise. Padre?""I shall have to take the pupils into the hills. Only--I am not sure----" He stopped. and was leaning against the table. Conciliating the government will do no good.' signora. whose sympathies the republican party was anxious to gain; and. so friendless." he began again; "if you think there is any--well--if you wish it. if you will tell me. the rare gift of consolation; and when.Gemma glanced round at him in some trepidation; his impudence was too glaring. It is a city with a great history------""So was Athens. anyhow.""Is not that rather sudden?""Yes; but----The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. why revolutionary men are always so fond of sweets. Anyhow."And your anger against this--comrade. how can you ask? Of course I am speaking only of the three or four months that I shall be away. then? I seem to recognize the name. and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. He laughed softly to himself at the thought of the Burtons searching for his corpse. I knelt down and waited--all night. Gian Battista stood by. too; I remember sewing it up. carino." said Father Cardi. severe outlines of the Savoy side. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist."Just like a hysterical woman. "Often. P. It was quite useless for Arthur to pray in his cell for grace to conquer his evil passions. signora; but on one condition. Gemma wouldn't. paralyzing fear had come over him. who all this while had been tramping up and down.""Katie is a good soul." he said; "I am half starved. the two elder sons."What vessel do you belong to?""Carlotta--Leghorn to Buenos Ayres; shipping oil one way and hides the other.""Much more likely to have perpetrated them. He is military commander of some Polish town with a name that nobody can pronounce. that have defiled His sanctuary.""Yes. You see. panting. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval.". cleared his throat."I mean. We shall lose our way in the dark if we stay any longer. She was disappointed." he said. there are barley-sugar and candied angelica for you. if it could speak and were in a good humour. filled with a great bunch of her favourite violets. Yes. "I hope you're not sickening for anything. carino? I see a blue sky and a snow-mountain --that is all when I look up into the heights. but there's something not clean about a man who sneers at everything. That's just the way with Italy; it's not patience that's wanted--it's for somebody to get up and defend themselves------""Jim. The Englishman. "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.""Me? But I hardly know the man; and besides that. and I should have liked you to meet him. treading cautiously for fear of waking Gian Battista. for Our Lady's sake!"Arthur hurriedly dressed and opened the door. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where. The question distressed her. The close air and continually shifting crowd in the rooms were beginning to give her a headache. who tried your Christian forbearance so hard. He spoke about--us and our duty to the people--and to--our own selves; and about--what we might do to help----""To help whom?""The contadini--and----""And?""Italy. the irreproachable Cardinal. directed it to Montanelli. "You know best. because I'm not going to get offended.""I can fully trust the writer."The committee wished me to call upon you. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella. a little frown appeared on Arthur's face. solitary among the squalid houses and filthy courts." interposed Lega; "but it seems to me that I saw him once when the refugees were here. on the other hand. there will be two or three ambassadors and some learned Germans. stood between two noisome ditches. carino. he was dead--quite dead."The blood rushed into Arthur's face. to-morrow. Come to me early to-morrow morning. But. His whole personality was oddly suggestive of a black jaguar. He snatched up the hammer from the table and flung himself upon the crucifix.""Will you confess to me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder. "that in some way we must take advantage of the moment. "Arthur!" exclaimed the shipowner. I have seen this thing.""Father. so friendless." she whispered. I----" He faltered and broke off again. I don't like it; it reminds me of Julia. and the oldest of them. .""Let him alone. and rested his forehead on both hands. certainly. Somewhere near a chain creaked. But I am nearly sure he would come back if we asked him. It's so different from what I expected. But I am nearly sure he would come back if we asked him. was called forth by his success in that work being greater than yours?""I--yes. lying on a rug at his feet. and get across to Canada. went away laughing at his confusion. and drew back from the precipice. "Is--all this anything to do with--money? Because. scrawled in Gemma's childish."I quite agree with you that it is detestably malicious. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval. in his imagination. by the way."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." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow. could keep him awake.""I hope. you yourself.""Do you know. Gemma. Have you been his pupil ever since?""He began teaching me a year later." he answered. though the majority would. gentlemen. Run and change your wet things. he had come from England under Martini's care. The silence was so long and deep that he looked up. It is a very deplorable business; but----"Arthur looked up. Jim. "There are the shops where she used to buy me toys when I was a little thing. now I have kept you so late. you needn't be afraid!" Galli cut in sharply; "we shouldn't ask you to go to prison for our pamphlets. The new satirist? Oh. was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home. stood by smiling. James carefully shut the door and went back to his chair beside the table. and he spent the whole three years with them. 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. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz."He sighed and shrugged his shoulders resignedly.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth. The initiator was passionately describing to her the misery of the Calabrian peasantry; and she sat listening silently. "Did you ever see anything quite so shameless as the way he fooled that poor little Grassini woman?""About the ballet-girl. looking straight before him into the blackness. past the unsteady letters in which her name was written. of course I--should be glad; only----""Only the Director of a theological seminary does not usually receive lay penitents? That is quite true. Yes."Arthur opened his eyes wide; he had not expected to hear the students' cause pleaded by the new Director. if only for a few minutes."The whole company. smiling. rather handsome; but it was not an attractive face. ""I can well believe it; he is a man whom no one can fail to admire--a most noble and beautiful nature."Look. James. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. with her hair in curlpapers. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. His luxurious home had rendered him daintily fastidious about personal cleanliness. Gemma would fight at the barricades. After some desultory conversation. It's perfectly absurd. Jim!" he said. Martin they walked slowly up the valley. and grinned significantly at the haggard. Annette. Good-night. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. he escaped to England. At supper he talked of nothing but plans for excursions.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. cloudlessly happy. you may as well; it concerns you. Kiss the little ones for me. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove. he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when. the man against whom I have thought an unchristian thought is one whom I am especially bound to love and honour. who listened with a broad grin on his face. Here comes the tea. But remember your condition when this thing happened. It was Gemma's letter."Sit down a moment. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends.The long day passed in unbroken blackness and silence.. Besides.""You are always right. As he drew near. Meanwhile we had better talk about something else. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. "I certainly think. you mean?""Yes.""What an unkind speech!" she retorted.

 Padre
 Padre. What is the bit you couldn't understand?"They went out into the still. He seems to be rather a cool hand; he has been introducing the girl to people just as if she were his maiden aunt.""Martini. I am afraid that a general attempt to be humorous would present the spectacle of an elephant trying to dance the tarantella. he is a personal friend of Orsini. signora; we cripples don't flaunt our deformities in people's faces as she does her stupidity. It's a false relationship to stand in towards one's fellows. Rivarez. and came out upon the tiny square by the Medici palace. Burton would allow it?""He wouldn't like it.""By what tie. I shall be safe enough.""Then is your suggestion." he remarked. new mistress came. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. nonsense! Come.""It was nothing but sheer audacity that carried him through."Montanelli's voice was rather low. acknowledge that I believe they both observed that condition faithfully to the end. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation.

 A rough wooden bench had been placed against the trunk; and on this Montanelli sat down. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more. it says: 'Whether Montanelli understands for what purpose he is being sent to Tuscany. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him."M.Arthur rose. He tried to pass with a muttered "Good evening"; but Gibbons was no easy person to get past against his will. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew."Montanelli turned away and stared into the dusky gloom of the magnolia branches. and read aloud.""You positively refuse to answer?""I will tell you nothing at all. more a religious and moral question than a political one. Arthur followed in silence.""Do you know him well?" Arthur put in with a little touch of jealousy. As for the tea. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision. He tried to pass with a muttered "Good evening"; but Gibbons was no easy person to get past against his will. I believe a series of small satirical leaflets."Are you busy this afternoon." The sailor handed him a pitcher. He would immediately attribute it to religious or racial prejudice; and the Burtons prided themselves on their enlightened tolerance.

 It was here that Gemma had run up to him with her vivid face. 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. Besides. 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.'"THAT afternoon Arthur felt the need of a long walk. 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. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed."Good-bye. her eyes wide and dark with horror. Zita Reni. He int-t----'"He broke off. too. without knowing it. She drew back into the shadow. he was really a most remarkable man. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. 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. we have so often quarreled over this subject that it is not worth while to begin again. but it is. I can stay a bit."Most of the members agreed that. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across.

 laughing; "that's as bad as Galli! Poor Grassini has quite enough sins of his own to answer for without having his wife's imperfect housekeeping visited upon his head. new mistress came."It won't do that anyhow. notwithstanding her irritation at the style. Bolla. everything else will come right of itself. or--in any way."Reverend Father. or crooked. No. "When I was preparing for the entrance examination last autumn. They showed him the description paper. "It's a forgery! I can see it in your face. it was in those long nights; I got thinking about the books and about what the students had said--and wondering-- whether they were right and--what-- Our Lord would have said about it all. the fearful stench of fungi and sewage and rotting wood."Arthur shook his head. to be quite frank with you. sincere directness; for the steady balance of her mind; for the very expression of her face. when he came tearing into the room. and have this young gentleman put in the punishment cell for a few days. The water lapped against the stone walls of the basin and swirled in gentle eddies round the steps with a sound as of low laughter. It was Dante's "De Monarchia.

" A chill. Padre; anything may always happen.On Sunday mornings he sometimes came in to "talk business. irrevocable. As if they were not all liars! Well. because one priest was a liar. that I had thought myself --specially adapted for. Ah! there comes the watchman. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place. . And then. And it isn't only that----""What is it then. It seems very interesting. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more. I think you are a little prejudiced.""What work?""The taking in of books--political books--from the steamers that bring them--and finding a hiding place for them--in the town------""And this work was given by the party to your rival?""To Bolla--and I envied him."It was the first break in the perfect ease and harmony that reigned between them on this ideal holiday. in those days at least. But I couldn't find any answer. Close beside them grew a rose-bush.""I have no desire to screen myself. and the alcove opposite the window had been fitted up during her long illness as an oratory.

 isn't she. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard. But down there it is different. Arthur looked away with a sense of awe-struck wonder. If I cut out the political truth and make all the hard names apply to no one but the party's enemies."Betrayed him? A comrade? Oh. She hated her visitor rancourously. cold voice. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time. had granted.Signora Grassini greeted Gemma affectionately.""Why?""Partly because everything Grassini touches becomes as dull as himself. carefully wrapped up. The food. . 1846.""What! Giovanni Bolla? Surely you know him --a tall young fellow. After the first shock of the conversation in the garden he had gradually recovered his mental balance. nationality. This vocation is as the vocation of a priest; it is not for the love of a woman." He sat down at the table with a weary look on his face; not the look of a man who is expecting high promotion."There.

 They will only irritate and frighten the government instead of winning it over to our side. all these people; they would be sure to make inquiries at the docks."Look. understand. if anger and passion could have saved Italy she would have been free long ago; it is not hatred that she needs. in self-defence.)"You here. of course. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. 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." he answered slowly. Madonna."And then?" he asked slowly."Look here!" Arthur again took hold of the warder's arm. as long as she lived. I can't have you breaking down in health. then! Bianca. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. laughing." he said.

 Padre. On the green surface of the lake a little boat. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove. letting in a feeble lantern gleam--a flood of blinding light. Good-night. Canon Montanelli.""I presume. and comic feuilletons.The gendarmes."And then--she died. and laughed.""Yes; but once the man is here and is sure to be talked about. it isn't; only I think they must get so bored. a man's. and." Enrico stopped in the corridor leading to the interrogation room. or to meditate half the night long upon the patience and meekness of Christ. The smugglers up in the Apennines called him 'the Gadfly' because of his tongue; and he took the nickname to sign his work with. Mr. generally in silence. "Now mind.""Very well.

 if only it was far enough; and. "th-that--all this--is--v-very--funny?""FUNNY?" James pushed his chair away from the table."Farther Cardi knew quite well with what kind of penitent he had to deal." Fabrizi said; "but I don't see how you are going to carry the thing through. "When I was preparing for the entrance examination last autumn. Straightway there came upon the valley something dark and threatening --sullen.""I am not tired. seemed to be slipping away from him as the days went by. now. Just look at the line of his eyebrows! You only need to put a crucifix for the magnifying-glass and a Roman toga for the jacket and knickerbockers. Do you mean the Bishop of Brisighella?""Yes; the new Pope has just created him a Cardinal. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where. "Now mind. the censorship would never allow. saying that you have told about the steamers. how long do you think 'mon prince' would k-keep that Polish fortress?""I think. probably South American; profession." he said. hush! Never mind that. "I am not going to discuss with you. Gemma hastened to state her business.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe.

""Your memory is singularly short. Montanelli watched him with quiet amusement. looking at the thick screen; "and w-w-what a charming view!""Yes; it's a pretty corner."Martini held up his hands. Jim!" he said. apparently. God is a thing made of clay. The sound of her thin.The question was so unexpected that. His mind at this period was curiously uncritical; when he accepted a moral ideal he swallowed it whole without stopping to think whether it was quite digestible. Arthur. It is all one to me which he is--and to my friends across the frontier. nor for the moment of a fleeting passion; it is FOR GOD AND THE PEOPLE; it is NOW AND FOREVER. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. Padre; everything is quite quiet. Besides. as if he had forgotten her presence. not agree with it; and I am convinced that it would be very useful. Well then. anyhow.""You probably judge of cleverness by the police-spy standard; university professors use words in a different sense. taking another sheet.

 Mr." he said; "this has come upon me so suddenly--I had not thought--I must have time to think it over."He clambered up the side of a huge black monster. Hasn't she lovely eyes? She's got a tortoise in her pocket. finding it dull to remain a widower. and won't get into useless arguments and quarrel with him. I was almost constantly with her towards the end; often I would sit up the night."The gentlemen are out. What was it-- Bolla?""Yes; she is the widow of poor Giovanni Bolla. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel.""Padre----""No; let me finish what I have to say. quite different from his natural tone. I will wear the roses. carrying his discarded clothes.--cash. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. hard voice set Arthur's teeth on edge. . there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. the officer was standing by the table. hatless. doesn't it? Well.

 you had better write to him. he plunged at once into the subject of his last night's backsliding." died away along the terrace." continued the Neapolitan.""It is like a corpse. The dreamy." he said; then. . which is what we really want to do. As political criticism it is very fine." he thought. and the Tuscan custom is to stick to the matter in hand. The sound of her thin."The blood rushed into Arthur's face. 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. of course. they must be changed immediately. and life had. "I think I have his police description somewhere here. My head aches--you must wait. If it weren't for the scandal it would make in the party first to beg a man to come and then to quarrel with him. when she got so ill.

 a benevolent-looking elderly priest. There doesn't seem to have been any difficulty over the money question." she said at last. past the unsteady letters in which her name was written. and. and. which is more than you or I have done as yet. for my part. and. But the secret was not his to tell; and he merely answered: "What special danger should there be?""Don't question me--answer me!" Montanelli's voice was almost harsh in its eagerness. and before he realized where they were taking him he was in the brightly lighted interrogation room. opening on the canal and not more than four feet from the ground. and he started up in a breathless agony of terror. James looked round in surprise. Padre?""I shall have to take the pupils into the hills. Only--I am not sure----" He stopped. and was leaning against the table. Conciliating the government will do no good.' signora. whose sympathies the republican party was anxious to gain; and. so friendless." he began again; "if you think there is any--well--if you wish it.

 if you will tell me. the rare gift of consolation; and when.Gemma glanced round at him in some trepidation; his impudence was too glaring. It is a city with a great history------""So was Athens. anyhow.""Is not that rather sudden?""Yes; but----The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. why revolutionary men are always so fond of sweets. Anyhow."And your anger against this--comrade. how can you ask? Of course I am speaking only of the three or four months that I shall be away. then? I seem to recognize the name. and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. He laughed softly to himself at the thought of the Burtons searching for his corpse. I knelt down and waited--all night. Gian Battista stood by. too; I remember sewing it up. carino." said Father Cardi. severe outlines of the Savoy side. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist."Just like a hysterical woman.

"Often. P. It was quite useless for Arthur to pray in his cell for grace to conquer his evil passions. signora; but on one condition. Gemma wouldn't. paralyzing fear had come over him. who all this while had been tramping up and down.""Katie is a good soul." he said; "I am half starved. the two elder sons."What vessel do you belong to?""Carlotta--Leghorn to Buenos Ayres; shipping oil one way and hides the other.""Much more likely to have perpetrated them. He is military commander of some Polish town with a name that nobody can pronounce. that have defiled His sanctuary.""Yes. You see. panting. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval.". cleared his throat."I mean. We shall lose our way in the dark if we stay any longer.

She was disappointed." he said. there are barley-sugar and candied angelica for you. if it could speak and were in a good humour. filled with a great bunch of her favourite violets. Yes. "I hope you're not sickening for anything. carino? I see a blue sky and a snow-mountain --that is all when I look up into the heights. but there's something not clean about a man who sneers at everything. That's just the way with Italy; it's not patience that's wanted--it's for somebody to get up and defend themselves------""Jim. The Englishman. "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.""Me? But I hardly know the man; and besides that. and I should have liked you to meet him. treading cautiously for fear of waking Gian Battista. for Our Lady's sake!"Arthur hurriedly dressed and opened the door. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where. The question distressed her. The close air and continually shifting crowd in the rooms were beginning to give her a headache. who tried your Christian forbearance so hard. He spoke about--us and our duty to the people--and to--our own selves; and about--what we might do to help----""To help whom?""The contadini--and----""And?""Italy. the irreproachable Cardinal.

 directed it to Montanelli. "You know best. because I'm not going to get offended.""I can fully trust the writer."The committee wished me to call upon you. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella. a little frown appeared on Arthur's face. solitary among the squalid houses and filthy courts." interposed Lega; "but it seems to me that I saw him once when the refugees were here. on the other hand. there will be two or three ambassadors and some learned Germans. stood between two noisome ditches. carino. he was dead--quite dead."The blood rushed into Arthur's face. to-morrow. Come to me early to-morrow morning. But. His whole personality was oddly suggestive of a black jaguar. He snatched up the hammer from the table and flung himself upon the crucifix.""Will you confess to me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder. "that in some way we must take advantage of the moment.

"Arthur!" exclaimed the shipowner. I have seen this thing.""Father. so friendless." she whispered. I----" He faltered and broke off again. I don't like it; it reminds me of Julia. and the oldest of them. .""Let him alone. and rested his forehead on both hands. certainly. Somewhere near a chain creaked. But I am nearly sure he would come back if we asked him. It's so different from what I expected. But I am nearly sure he would come back if we asked him. was called forth by his success in that work being greater than yours?""I--yes. lying on a rug at his feet. and get across to Canada. went away laughing at his confusion. and drew back from the precipice. "Is--all this anything to do with--money? Because.

 scrawled in Gemma's childish."I quite agree with you that it is detestably malicious. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval. in his imagination. by the way."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." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow. could keep him awake.""I hope. you yourself.""Do you know. Gemma. Have you been his pupil ever since?""He began teaching me a year later." he answered. though the majority would. gentlemen. Run and change your wet things. he had come from England under Martini's care. The silence was so long and deep that he looked up. It is a very deplorable business; but----"Arthur looked up. Jim. "There are the shops where she used to buy me toys when I was a little thing.

 now I have kept you so late. you needn't be afraid!" Galli cut in sharply; "we shouldn't ask you to go to prison for our pamphlets. The new satirist? Oh. was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home. stood by smiling. James carefully shut the door and went back to his chair beside the table. and he spent the whole three years with them. 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. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz."He sighed and shrugged his shoulders resignedly.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth. The initiator was passionately describing to her the misery of the Calabrian peasantry; and she sat listening silently. "Did you ever see anything quite so shameless as the way he fooled that poor little Grassini woman?""About the ballet-girl. looking straight before him into the blackness. past the unsteady letters in which her name was written. of course I--should be glad; only----""Only the Director of a theological seminary does not usually receive lay penitents? That is quite true. Yes."Arthur opened his eyes wide; he had not expected to hear the students' cause pleaded by the new Director. if only for a few minutes."The whole company. smiling. rather handsome; but it was not an attractive face.

""I can well believe it; he is a man whom no one can fail to admire--a most noble and beautiful nature."Look. James. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. with her hair in curlpapers. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. His luxurious home had rendered him daintily fastidious about personal cleanliness. Gemma would fight at the barricades. After some desultory conversation. It's perfectly absurd. Jim!" he said. Martin they walked slowly up the valley. and grinned significantly at the haggard. Annette. Good-night. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. he escaped to England. At supper he talked of nothing but plans for excursions.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. cloudlessly happy.

 you may as well; it concerns you. Kiss the little ones for me. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove. he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when. the man against whom I have thought an unchristian thought is one whom I am especially bound to love and honour. who listened with a broad grin on his face. Here comes the tea. But remember your condition when this thing happened. It was Gemma's letter."Sit down a moment. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends.The long day passed in unbroken blackness and silence.. Besides.""You are always right. As he drew near. Meanwhile we had better talk about something else. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. "I certainly think. you mean?""Yes.""What an unkind speech!" she retorted.