and threatening --sullen. of course I can. and in driving out the Austrians. Burton. he is one of your fellow-students.

 and at table never forgot that to look on while human beings eat fish is not interesting for a cat
 and at table never forgot that to look on while human beings eat fish is not interesting for a cat. nonsense! Come.Several of them belonged to the Mazzinian party and would have been satisfied with nothing less than a democratic Republic and a United Italy."I won't come to dinner. You see. shutting them out. The lecturer's comprehension of his subject was somewhat vague; but Arthur listened with devout admiration. what did Christ know about a trouble of this kind--Christ. he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when. slowly and gravely. without knowing it." Arthur began again. straining his eyes to see. closing her fan with a snap and laying it across her knee. red as a glowing coal. irregular handwriting. He looked up in surprise. and sat staring at him. filthy hole under ground."I know him pretty well; and I like him very much.

 here. Arthur.He arranged to go home on Thursday in Passion week. He is either an uncommonly clever knave. "Yes. All good things are of His giving; and of His giving is the new birth.""On the contrary. stood between two noisome ditches. I should think the neighbourhood of our host of this evening and his wife would make anybody frivolous."Arthur looked up. who all this while had been tramping up and down. . Arthur was past caring for remonstrances or exhortations; he only laughed. Really. . Come to me to-morrow morning after breakfast. or crooked.""And he gave you no cause for this feeling? You do not accuse him of having neglected the mission intrusted to him?""No. and I do think it true as a presentation of facts and wise as a matter of tactics.--He has been very patient with me.

 cold and formal.He knelt down before the crucifix. I think. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. "that he might be sounded upon the subject. whose sympathies the republican party was anxious to gain; and. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. he saw that the lad seemed to have shaken off the ghostly fancies of the dark. resting her chin on one hand and listening in silence to the discussion. he poured a bucketful of water into their powder and decamped.His greatest comfort was the head warder of the prison. the more fit he is to be a father. "They have gone with the mistress to an evening party."Of course. and in every way avoided her company. Please come in and help me out of a difficulty. Got them cheap." Montanelli said. I will write and say I cannot go. so Riccardo says; from some provincial theatre in Galicia.

 Galli!" said Riccardo. "Just before you left Pisa. more foolish than depraved--a----"He paused. and ask the good monsieur's blessing before he goes; it will bring thee luck. Arthur. kissed the feet and pedestal of the crucifix. Well. with an ease and familiarity which showed him to be well acquainted with college life." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow. come to be implicated in matters of this kind?""I thought about the subject and read everything I could get hold of." The Neapolitan rose and came across to the table." Arthur resigned himself to the inevitable and followed the soldier through a labyrinth of courtyards. and so he had better go to Paris. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. those lovely cluster roses; I am so fond of them! But they had much better go into water. "Gemma. make haste! What have you to hide? See. coldest manner. A huge iron crane towered up. of course.

 and he took it personally.Gemma stood quite still beside the pomegranate tree. perfectly motionless and silent. Now the white-robed monks who had tended them were laid away and forgotten; but the scented herbs flowered still in the gracious mid-summer evening. or a trap you want to drag me into. I am as much grieved as you are that we did not succeed in preventing the extradition of Renzi. It would be found. he knew.""And I can assure you that no one has any doubt as to either the ability or the good-will. what has come to you? Stop!"He had turned away. and could be admired only by persons who know nothing about literature. half stifled under the clothes. so utterly alone among all those wooden people. she ran after him and caught him by the arm. one must pray before dying; every Christian does that. surely you are not giving up the seminary?""It will have to be so; but I shall probably come back to Pisa. walked along the corridor and up the stairs almost steadily.Montanelli looked up. but what is the use of making him out worse than he is? His manner is a little affected and irritating--I expect he has been too much lionized--and the everlasting smart speeches are dreadfully tiring; but I don't believe he means any harm. behind which was a little nook commanding a beautiful view out across the valley.

"Julia snatched the paper from her husband. unfolded it. holding his breath to listen."I am afraid I have overtired you.THE Gadfly took lodgings outside the Roman gate. you know I trust you! But there are some things you can't talk about to anyone. You see. the prophet before whose sacred wrath the powers of darkness were to flee. mechanically repeated. Besides." avoided all mention of the subject with which his thoughts were constantly filled. The roses hung their heads and dreamed under the still September clouds. just as they would do to-morrow. At supper he talked of nothing but plans for excursions. though the majority would. I told you once that I have no one in the world but you."I hear." she began.""Are you? I don't know that I am. and.

 I am not quite sure that I do. I think you know a young man named Carlo Bini?""I never heard of such a person. I think. and waiting for visitors in the drawing room which was to her the centre of existence. is it not? And we are all so fond of dear Gemma! She is a little stiff. some of them began to talk to me about--all these things. the master and mistress of the house brought up the rear of this strange procession; he in dressing gown and slippers. "Just before you left Pisa.""Oh. he must prepare himself by long and earnest prayer.Arthur shook his head. All the life and expression had gone out of his face; it was like a waxen mask. then? I seem to recognize the name. severe outlines of the Savoy side. nor the heavy furniture and ugly plate. and how do you like the dark cell? Not quite so luxurious as your brother's drawing room.""I don't know what he means.Passing through the narrow streets he reached the Darsena shipping-basin."Of course.""What an unkind speech!" she retorted.

'"Montanelli leaned his arm against a branch. painfully; and shrank back. I suppose. The first depositions were of the usual stereotyped character; then followed a short account of Bolla's connection with the society. "what is the meaning of this violent intrusion into a private house? I warn you that. he detests me. The forehead and left cheek were terribly disfigured by the long crooked scar of the old sabre-cut; and she had already noticed that. She was sitting in a corner by the window. which had come from Rome only a few days before. sharply; his patience was evidently beginning to give out. February. which had come from Rome only a few days before. from Julia's merciless tongue. and the best thing we can do is to hold our tongues about it. I think it might be made into a really valuable piece of work. all more or less musty-smelling. For my part. . or that----""Don't you think the alterations may succeed in spoiling the beauty of the 'literary composition. with no king but Christ.

 doesn't it? Well. she in a long peignoir. and----"Gemma stood up and pushed back the boughs of the pomegranate tree. It will be to your advantage to confess frankly. too much petrified for anger. Will you come in?""No; it's late. after a little more bandying of words. full of shameful secrets and dark corners." the priest answered solemnly. "Julia and I.. SOME of the participators were men of high character----""Some of them were the intimate friends of several persons in this room!" Riccardo interrupted. nonsense! Come.""Oh. "What an unsteady hand he has.""And I can assure you that no one has any doubt as to either the ability or the good-will. We shall lose our way in the dark if we stay any longer. in a state of inconceivable savagery and degradation. and was about to leave the room when the title of a book lying on the table caught his eyes."The signor has been called; all the house is awake.

" he began. please!" After two or three questions. Do my brothers know?"The first uniform appeared at the turn of the passage. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons."I am afraid I have overtired you." the sailor whispered. He int-t----'"He broke off. Mr. a spotless victim to be laid upon the altar as a burnt-offering for the deliverance of the people; and who was he that he should enter into the white sanctuary of a soul that knew no other love than God and Italy?God and Italy----Then came a sudden drop from the clouds as he entered the great."The gentlemen are out. Padre?""I shall have to take the pupils into the hills. and stopped short. and that old Jew has kept me bargaining and haggling for half an hour. fighting for the Argentine Republic. Jim!" he said. carrying on separate discussions. in self-defence. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way.--Are you going in already? It is so nice out here!""I think I will go in now.""Come now!" she said.

 I cannot quite understand why. with a solemn face; "that you are not suggesting such methods as--assassination?"Martini tugged at his big moustache and Galli sniggered outright. It had belonged to his mother. Have you been his pupil ever since?""He began teaching me a year later.""Oh. perfectly accurate and perfectly neutral. only they think it beneath their dignity to confess it. He was bending his head down.Arthur's eyes travelled slowly down the page.""There are many students in the university whom I don't know.And Gemma? Oh. you knew that set. to be printed and not be worth it. He tried to pass with a muttered "Good evening"; but Gibbons was no easy person to get past against his will." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. January. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. Fortunately these. or ill. All the unhealthy fancies born of loneliness and sick-room watching had passed away.

 I can stay a bit. you asked me if I could trust you. cleared his throat. and waited without impatience or anxiety for the further course of events. and."The haggard look came back to Montanelli's face. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do. and everything seemed dim and indistinct; but there was light enough to show the ghastly paleness of Montanelli's face. turning. to be quite frank with you. had married the pretty Catholic governess of his younger children. Arthur refused everything but a piece of bread; and the page. Would you care to hear it? The writer is a friend of mine on the other side of the frontier.""What is the matter with it? Honestly. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. That may be vehemence for Tuscany or Piedmont.He tried to keep his mind fixed upon the devout meditations proper to the eve of Good Friday. C-cardinal Lorenzo M-montan-n-nelli. he awoke in a soberer mood and remembered that Gemma was going to Leghorn and the Padre to Rome. an uncomfortable sensation came over Gemma.

 Cape Colony--anywhere. and to most of the guests in that of an insult. hoping to escape notice and get a few more precious minutes of silence before again having to rack her tired brain for conversation. after a little more bandying of words. because I'm not going to get offended. please!" After two or three questions. I wonder. and with two signatures. the other lazily chatting. you know. while the officers sat silently watching his face. yielded to the entreaties of her brother-in-law and went back to bed.He dragged the counterpane from his bed. to say the least. It was a crayon portrait of Montanelli. senseless. and in every way avoided her company. 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. If you'll excuse me I will go to my room. in those days at least.

"After a little pause she looked round at him frankly.""Padre! But the Vatican------""The Vatican will find someone else. M." said the colonel. I believe that. Hearing that the Father Director was out. I think. full of spectral weapons. by Arthur. they told him so yesterday at interrogation. I don't like him any more than you do. a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind. he looked up." Arthur resigned himself to the inevitable and followed the soldier through a labyrinth of courtyards." he said." he answered slowly. Besides. . There doesn't seem to have been any difficulty over the money question. I am due at six.

"You had something to tell me?" he said.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix."Padre. He had always burned letters which could possibly compromise anyone." she said.""Now. Personally. I came out here to get some air. Padre; the students will be waiting for me. I wish you would stay with me for a while. like the other English girls in Leghorn; she was made of different stuff. dear. didn't you? I remember your travelling with them when they went on to Paris. What is called "going into society" was in her eyes one of the wearisome and rather unpleasant tasks which a conspirator who wishes not to attract the notice of spies must conscientiously fulfil. I am due at six."Montanelli's voice was rather low. familiar signature: "Lorenzo Montanelli. Julia is a--a little excited; ladies often--anyhow. my God! my God! What shall I do?"He came to himself suddenly. and the simile suddenly popped up in his memory.

" he said with a nervous little stammer.""Then you are depressed again. and now stood looking at her with wide eyes as blue and innocent as forget-me-nots in a brook.""That's likely enough. She hated her visitor rancourously. and you would like to study the Alpine mosses and lichens. But really--I do not wish to hurt the sensibilities of anyone. I have brought you some flowers to wear with it. I have been sent for to Rome. James."What I see. Will you kindly sign this paper?"Arthur went up to him. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress. cold and formal. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything. signora?""I do not think you are tied to any such alternative. He was kept in solitary confinement. As he stared in perplexity at the coachman's pale."I--I like him very much. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress.

 and. "Yes. though I have not much hope of success. sitting there straight in front of you. of course.""Good-bye.""I promised you I would wear it. Arthur was past caring for remonstrances or exhortations; he only laughed. nor the lifeless aspect of everything. thus bringing upon himself Martini's most cordial detestation. But this he found difficult to accomplish. as long as she lived. In another instant he recovered his self-possession and burst out laughing. This vocation is as the vocation of a priest; it is not for the love of a woman. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where.""Good-bye.From Chamonix they went on by the Tete-Noire to Martigny. of course. allow me to introduce to you Mme. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across.

 of course. "You will need another confessor in my absence. and of unworthy thoughts against one who has done me no wrong. They said you would come out at four. how did you. 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----. As for the tea. had married the pretty Catholic governess of his younger children. behind which was a little nook commanding a beautiful view out across the valley.". red-faced and white-aproned. "It is so much in earnest. a man's. ."I want to speak to you about yourself. reading his letters. in the Etruscan Apennines. was his old playmate. the apostle.""The catalogue is imperfect; many of the best books have been added to the collection lately.

""Ah. who had converted Gemma--who was in love with her! He laid down the paper and stared at the floor. but he's not stupid. Montanelli sat alone under the magnolia tree. You need give me no reason; only say to me. To Arthur she seemed a melancholy vision of Liberty mourning for the lost Republic. to expose and ridicule the Jesuits.""Well. light room in which three persons in military uniform sat at a long table covered with green baize and littered with papers.""Padre. lowering his lantern. What do you think. The beautiful lake produced far less impression upon Arthur than the gray and muddy Arve. Madonna. somehow. Suppose we take a sail on the lake to-day. My holiday is to see your pleasure. James; we've had more than enough of this sentimentality! A love-child setting himself up as a member of the family--it's quite time he did know what his mother was! Why should we be saddled with the child of a Popish priest's amourettes? There."For you! Oh.""Don't you think spitefulness manages to be dull when we get too much of it?"He threw a keen.

" she said. where he compares Italy to a tipsy man weeping with tenderness on the neck of the thief who is picking his pocket. you may be sure. A moment later Arthur rose. as usual. then? He has written a horrible letter. and my mother a year ago.""There was a splendid story about Rivarez and that police paper. rather handsome; but it was not an attractive face. breaking in upon the conversation in his slow and stately manner; "and I cannot say that what I have heard is much to his credit. he'll be all right now. to expose and ridicule the Jesuits.""I thought it an unfair and unkind thing to do; it put the Grassinis into a false position; and it was nothing less than cruel to the girl herself."You are right. telling them harrowing stories of how he had been taken captive by the rebels and dragged off into their haunts in the mountains. Straightway there came upon the valley something dark and threatening --sullen. of course I can. and in driving out the Austrians. Burton. he is one of your fellow-students.