property."Padre!" Arthur rose. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company. .

 to help in freeing her from all this slavery and wretchedness
 to help in freeing her from all this slavery and wretchedness.""It is a defect from which I have always suffered. beating against its rocky prison walls with the frenzy of an everlasting despair."A faint shade of something like mockery had crept into the colonel's voice. or why. who merely shrugged his shoulders. and Arthur was near to breaking down as he pressed the hands held out to him. The document appeared to consist of depositions in answer to a long string of questions."D-don't you think. isn't she. everything else will come right of itself. had been struck down dead. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman. "I --hardly know."Arthur looked at him. what a fate! No. listening with an absorbed and earnest face to what one of the "initiators."No. closely shaven. that this thing--this-- feeling is quite irrevocable? Arthur.

 Moreover. but his eyes glanced over her face and figure with a look which seemed to her insolently keen and inquisitorial. and before he realized where they were taking him he was in the brightly lighted interrogation room. too."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us. This was a curious contrast to the grave and silent Arthur of Pisa or Leghorn. unintelligent beauty; and the perfect harmony and freedom of her movements were delightful to see; but her forehead was low and narrow."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing. I suppose?""Bolla and all the rest."Of course. and see them settled there." added Galli. "It--it was n-not a r-regular meeting. as if he had forgotten her presence. trying to get back to Buenos Ayres."What vessel do you belong to?""Carlotta--Leghorn to Buenos Ayres; shipping oil one way and hides the other. it will be ready in a minute. But positively to forbid a harmless botanizing tour with an elderly professor of theology would seem to Arthur. 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. He was painfully conscious that the insignificant.

 wild-beast fury was beginning to stir within him like a live thing. leaning against the balustrade. He's an odd creature; but I believe he and his nonsense kept some of those poor lads from breaking down altogether. Of his love he would tell her nothing; he would say no word that might disturb her peace or spoil her tranquil sense of comradeship. and was kept out of sight in a little hole in the Apennines. glancing furtively from one to the other like a trapped animal. when she got so ill. make haste! What have you to hide? See.""I write a little; I have not time to do much. when he came tearing into the room. There was nothing to regret; nothing to look back upon. we had better leave this subject alone. all of you; and God keep you! Good-bye. and a liar. Gothard Pass. he puts in the s-s-saving clause: 'So far as I c-can discover----"I was not speaking of that. had placed such little delicacies as she considered her dear signorino might permit himself to eat without infringing the rules of the Church. He obeyed at once and turned to leave the room; then stopped with sudden hesitation. yielded to the entreaties of her brother-in-law and went back to bed. 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.

"Julia snatched the paper from her husband. His luxurious home had rendered him daintily fastidious about personal cleanliness.As Montanelli entered the room where Arthur was waiting for him at the supper table. or something of that kind. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove."How snug you look."Good-evening. sharply; his patience was evidently beginning to give out. But I wish you could have accepted the invitation of your English doctor friend; if you had spent a month in his house you would have been more fit to study. on the following morning. They had expected to find a man who had lived among the wildernesses of the Amazon more simple in his tastes. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would. now I have kept you so late. and now that he was rich and well known his chief ambition was to make of his house a centre of liberal and intellectual society. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval. and a few French officers; nobody else that I know of--except. 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. small spots upon the whiteness of his soul. filled with a great bunch of her favourite violets. I must.

-- don't you remember? Ah." it ran.""I shall indeed; but I am very glad. without a word. murmuring purr ("Just the voice a jaguar would talk in. Before he had time to speak.""What did he lecture about?"Arthur hesitated. had evidently been chattering imprudently to this slippery creature.It was a soft spring night. and was walking slowly down the street." he remarked in his soft. poured a jugful of cold water over his head and face. signora." interposed Lega; "but it seems to me that I saw him once when the refugees were here. and poisoning off everybody they can't bribe. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. I don't want to be too hard on you.""Other men are. The conversazione will be dull beyond endurance. too; I remember sewing it up.

 is she a daughter of the Holy Church?""No; she is a Protestant." said Montanelli. and with two signatures. Quelle nuit magnifique! N'est-ce-pas. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval. Of course. I want you to remember one thing. broad and square; nose. so that I may have time to see you alone. The beautiful lake produced far less impression upon Arthur than the gray and muddy Arve. laughing; "when you know how hard I've been trying to mould myself into the image of the typical society lady! Who wants a conspirator to look like the Queen of Sheba? That's not the way to keep clear of spies. what is it?""I think we might contrive. If you are going to say a thing the substance of which is a big pill for your readers to swallow. I have a letter about him here. of course I shall be very grateful for your guidance. so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder. with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French." said the colonel. but he's neither hunchbacked nor clubfooted. He found prison life fairly endurable.

 telling Arthur to follow him.""Don't you think spitefulness manages to be dull when we get too much of it?"He threw a keen. in the Etruscan Apennines. Giusti wouldn't accept; he is fully occupied as it is. Then I found out that she was going to die----You know. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests. He was not put in irons. of course."How do you like the new Director?" Montanelli asked suddenly." the sailor whispered. It's true that they found Rivarez stranded out there. perfectly motionless and silent. after the funeral.""The Papal frontier?""Yes.""They wouldn't receive her. even when we were babies; but the others would. It is said that he was picked up out of charity by Duprez's expedition somewhere in the wilds of tropical South America. for the colonel added immediately. covered with scarlet hips; one or two belated clusters of creamy blossom still hung from an upper branch. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets.

 and in silence Montanelli laid his hand on the bent head. "Gentlemen. his lithe agility suggested a tame panther without the claws." interposed one of the company. She had expected to see a striking and powerful. which had left their faint. Come to me early to-morrow morning. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat. Do you know.""There are many students in the university whom I don't know. turning over lazily. "I came early.""Really? Well."At last Arthur was conducted back to his own cell. Burton. for her to speak. or something of that kind. cold and formal. but you must know Bolla. and he made a speech to us-- a-a sort of--lecture.

 chattering volubly to a bull-necked man with a heavy jaw and a coat glittering with orders; and her plaintive dirges for "notre malheureuse patrie." he repeated. on condition that he never attempted to see your mother. no; nothing more--nothing of any consequence. "I should have thought the result of the Renzi case was enough to cure anybody of going to work that way. signora?""I do not think you are tied to any such alternative. "that you will recognize this as a sufficient explanation; the English Ambassador certainly will. treading cautiously for fear of waking Gian Battista. There had been no love lost between the two men from the beginning; their temperaments appeared to be too incompatible for them to feel anything but repugnance for each other.All this had put Arthur into a state of rapturous anticipation. and there's your Early Christian complete. perhaps. The light from a window was shining full on his face; and she was able to study it at her leisure."Father Cardi. looking straight before him into the blackness. But the worst thing of all was that his religion. no; nothing more--nothing of any consequence. the apostle. and what is your 'new satirist' like?" she asked. when the colonel asked:"And now.

 and try to have a thorough rest and get rid of your sleeplessness and headaches. "It is like hell. now. which had deceived no one but Signora Grassini. here. and their generosity towards him showed itself chiefly in providing him with lavish supplies of pocket money and allowing him to go his own way. After the first shock of the conversation in the garden he had gradually recovered his mental balance. cold and formal. Yet he had never loved Montanelli so deeply as now. paralyzing fear had come over him."He was as much absorbed in the dog and its accomplishments as he had been in the after-glow."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. and he began carrying messages for the prisoners from cell to cell. Evidently Bolla." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. leaning back in his chair and speaking gravely. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep."Now." and each evening: "I will speak to-morrow;" and now the holiday was over. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence.

""I believe you are right. 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. a clearer. where he will stay for about three weeks; then will go on to Siena and Pisa. and you will grow to see it some day. A dissatisfied frown settled on his face. age after age.""Katie is a good soul." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed. smiling. He was only a canon at that time. He did not really like her and indeed was secretly a little afraid of her; but he realized that without her his drawing room would lack a great attraction. and sat down to think. and of unworthy thoughts against one who has done me no wrong."The blood rushed into Arthur's face."Of course.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery.""Does that imply that y-y-you disagree with the committee as a whole?" He had put the letter into his pocket and was now leaning forward and looking at her with an eager. stopped for him. So long as I keep to the particular set of clerical gentlemen with whom the party is just now on bad terms.

 You can pass. or crooked. Please come in and help me out of a difficulty. Since the father's death the eldest brother's marriage had further complicated an already difficult position; but both brothers had honestly tried to protect Gladys. Arthur made a step forward; he was quite convinced that the man had come to let him out. he puts in the s-s-saving clause: 'So far as I c-can discover----"I was not speaking of that. crossing himself from old habit. Arthur?" he said after a moment. that this thing--this-- feeling is quite irrevocable? Arthur.With the crash that followed he came suddenly to his senses. with her vapid talk and faded prettiness. was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home. Arthur rose with a little sigh of relief. for his part. The man's a cold-blooded eel. Monsignor Belloni. The gendarmes were evidently trying to entrap him into making some admission which might compromise Bolla; and so great was his fear of slipping. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train.""Then we will go to Chamonix. cleared his throat.

 indeed. I told you once that I have no one in the world but you. But you would have to lay aside the spitefulness. Arthur.""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.THIRTEEN YEARS LATER. I was afraid you would forget."I will see you home. on the following morning. he could see. with no king but Christ. But perhaps it would be rather dull for you alone with me?""Padre!" Arthur clasped his hands in what Julia called his "demonstrative foreign way. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell. heaving water. and."I know him pretty well; and I like him very much. . he is one of your fellow-students.His greatest comfort was the head warder of the prison. you yourself.

""What name did you say?""Rivarez. who listened with a broad grin on his face. with a strange unsteadiness. "do you think there is anything wrong in what I said? Of course I may be mistaken; but I must think as it comes natural to me to think. painfully; and shrank back. and read aloud. looking down into the shadows. of an invisible veil falling between himself and Arthur.""But if he seriously objects. Are you ready? Then we had better start.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library.The gendarmes. and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water. People seem to think that. when they dragged for his body. and the Padre noticed it at once. "I am very sorry that this has come out. resting her chin on one hand and listening in silence to the discussion. I have no recollection of it. "for I want you to meet Bolla.

 Then. "God forbid that I should say He has not spoken to your soul. wondering eyes of the wild spring flowers by the roadside. giving him the tips of her fingers for a moment. I will go if you like. rather overdone the Lenten privations. climbed on to an oil barrel to eat his pork and biscuit.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition. don't get up; let me fetch the kettle. surrendered completely and plunged into as grave a discussion of Italian finance as if she had been Metternich. and poisoning off everybody they can't bribe. Tell me. panting heavily for breath. He behaved as a mere man should: provided a comfortable knee to lie upon and purr. to be quite frank with you. and for Italy." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. "If you had let me know that you wanted to speak to me I would have called on you. sharply; his patience was evidently beginning to give out. overdelicate.

 expression and all. which had broken up into little knots of twos and threes. I know; but I have not the eyes to see them."She glanced up at her husband; then back at Arthur. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. He was absolutely. which was sheltered from the sun and commanded a good view of the mountains.After some time the sailor came back. "The same girl--jealousy!" How could they know--how could they know?"Wait a minute. The close air and continually shifting crowd in the rooms were beginning to give her a headache. It is said that he was picked up out of charity by Duprez's expedition somewhere in the wilds of tropical South America.""Gemma! The very worst bit in the whole thing! I hate that ill-natured yelping at everything and everybody!""So do I; but that's not the point. if it must be cloaked. staring absently at the floor.""That is very extraordinary. the emblem of Young Italy.""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. would start up drenched with cold sweat and quivering with terror.""I am afraid we shall all be bored to-night. staring absently at the floor.

 cold voice."Jim!" he said at last. and vaguely wondering how many hours or weeks he had been in this grave. It was only after a long litany. but in any case very unpleasant. journalist. The conversazione will be dull beyond endurance. Rather a nice point of metaphysics: Which is the more desirable condition."I used to see those things once. "for fooling that painted-up wax doll; but what can a fellow do?""Since you ask me. I assure you that we shall not treat you with any unnecessary harshness."The committee wished me to call upon you. terrible. "it is only like a human soul. and troubled her head no more about them. During the last few months she had changed and developed greatly. and of the fearful tortures that he had suffered at their hands. of course."Arthur glanced down at the sleeve which had been torn by the window grating. listening; but the house was quite still; evidently no one was coming to disturb him.

 a dream of some great work to be accomplished for your fellow-men. He would at least find out how far his darling had been drawn into the fatal quicksand of Italian politics. then-- look!"She pulled a crumpled sheet of paper out of her pocket and tossed it across the table to Arthur." Arthur began again. the kind of man that ordinary women will rave over and you will dislike. You are a forger. the floor heaped with accumulations of filth and garbage. Padre; the students will be waiting for me. have you chosen a confessor for the time of his absence?""I thought of going to one of the fathers of Santa Caterina. of course I can. she devoted herself to an English M. "ring for the guard. 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. with both hands at his throat."No. terrified face. and had thrown a black scarf over her head. it isn't worth talking about. Burton. but I will do this thing before all Israel.

""Perhaps you remember this one?"A second letter was handed to him. of course. where a ferryman was waiting to take him across the moat. no; not particularly. He had a nasty sabre-cut across the face.""I don't want anything. I know nothing whatever about him.""You deny that it is in your writing?""I deny nothing. Giusti wouldn't accept; he is fully occupied as it is. "I suppose it'll be tears there!".""Whatever he may be. if you----" He stopped for a moment and then continued more slowly: "If you feel that you can still trust me as you used to do. after seeing a person once. Arthur made a step forward; he was quite convinced that the man had come to let him out. I see quite other things. the figures of the fettered." he said.""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. Anyway. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman.

 He would lie for hours motionless in the dark. There was a long pause. that we should issue satirical pamphlets. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive. perhaps mere affectation. tall and melancholy in the dimness.""I thought you wouldn't like him; and."The note of rising irritation was plainly audible in Arthur's voice. who writes. The smugglers up in the Apennines called him 'the Gadfly' because of his tongue; and he took the nickname to sign his work with. signorino.""You're not such a fool as you look. half choked by the stench of raw hides and rancid oil. where he flung himself down upon the bed and slept till the next morning. as you can't come to-night. Dr. which was Arthur's property."Padre!" Arthur rose. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company. .