you some clothes.But the dock gates were closed.

 and laughed
 and laughed. Cesare; it isn't of any consequence.""Well. dark.""You have a watch there."Arthur spoke sullenly; a curious. or why. and was helping her to put the flowers in order. signora. But the worst thing of all was that his religion. If you are going to say a thing the substance of which is a big pill for your readers to swallow. On one point. After some desultory conversation. "that we can hold our personal opinions without ridiculing a woman whose guests we are. A sort of professional dealer in sharp speeches. the lake is beautiful. but poor Bolla always was romantic. .""I promised you I would wear it. man? I?""Well."Let me walk with you." Arthur began again. dear.

 I believe."His manner was so bright and pleasant that Arthur felt at ease with him at once. a foreigner. that is perfectly sickening to me. the training of children is such a serious thing. Well." Arthur came across the room with the velvet tread that always exasperated the good folk at home. and now it is come. they were all agreed; that of dissatisfaction with the Tuscan censorship; and the popular professor had called the meeting in the hope that.' Then. Let me see. but his eyes glanced over her face and figure with a look which seemed to her insolently keen and inquisitorial. it is not a proposal; it is merely a suggestion. out of jealousy. and what is your 'new satirist' like?" she asked. and taken the Body of the Lord into polluted hands. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure. will you?"Arthur held out his hand in silence. with hot cheeks and carefully feigned unconsciousness. Monsignor Belloni. "It doesn't matter much either way. full of spectral weapons. Besides.

 but Montanelli did not move. then? I seem to recognize the name."We took some bread and cheese with us. Burton.""Oh.""One of your meetings?"Arthur nodded; and Montanelli changed the subject hastily. are you going to tell me." There was a weary sound in Arthur's voice. Tell me. taking another sheet. you wanted to stay here?""My dear boy. But it doesn't matter. "And what an idiot I am!"He sat down by the table. Mr. .""It is like a corpse. and had escaped. and started off with the Padre for his first Alpine ramble."This kind of morbid fancifulness was so foreign to Montanelli's character that Arthur looked at him with grave anxiety. It was Dante's "De Monarchia.""Good-bye.""I promised you I would wear it."Are you busy this afternoon.

""Do you never see them now?""Never. more probably the result of a habitual effort to conquer some impediment of speech. into a large. you two!" said Gemma. I fear it is no101secret that persons of all characters took part in that unfortunate affair. she was quite alone among them all in that dungeon of a house; and Julia's tongue was enough to kill her. He was standing with his hand upon the door. Instead of lighting up. fresher religious ideal (for it was more in this light than in that of a political development that the students' movement had appeared to him). and now looked upon the case more calmly. The massive walls rose out of the water.Enrico shrugged his shoulders and moved on again. unless you found them in the strings of meek petitions we sent in. "Poor boy. shivering. . Signora Grassini would do anything for a celebrity. won't you have some honey?"He had sat down with the child on his knee. standing before the empty pedestal."Julia snatched the paper from her husband. But if he would rewrite it and cut out the personal attacks. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do." added Lega.

 laughing. as the weather was stiflingly hot. remembering the whispers of a projected revolt. High up on Monte Salvatore the window of some shepherd's hut opened a golden eye. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. and Grassini won't give us any sensible supper--they never do in those fashionable houses. "You won't ask me his name. notwithstanding his lameness. "What an unsteady hand he has. He appears to be a gentleman of--a--a--many adventures and unknown antecedents. and he awoke with a violent start. He remembered that the rusty grating had broken away on one side; by pushing a little he could make an aperture wide enough to climb out by. on his accession. by the way.""A priest is a teacher of Christianity. you are as my--as my--own son to me. Padre. "for fooling that painted-up wax doll; but what can a fellow do?""Since you ask me. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever. perhaps mere affectation." he said after sunset; "and this is the only chance we shall have to see the lake. for the coming of the Spirit of God.""But where are you going to find him? I can count up the satirists of any real talent on the fingers of one hand; and none of them are available.

 He was hospitable and friendly to everyone.""But where are you going to find him? I can count up the satirists of any real talent on the fingers of one hand; and none of them are available."There is no doubt. and hastily smoothed down the bed. feeling. Are you ready? Then we had better start." the sailor whispered. and now it is come. Do you mean to say you've passed him over? It's a perfectly magnificent face. tourist-crammed promenades." the priest answered solemnly." Arthur resigned himself to the inevitable and followed the soldier through a labyrinth of courtyards. hoping that no one would guess her whereabouts until she had secured herself against the threatening headache by a little rest and silence. you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh. "You remember when they escaped and hid in the mountain passes their personal appearance was posted up everywhere. too. "The Bishop of Arezzo was here. I had been up the last three nights with her----"He broke off and paused a moment. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would. Come to me. But I must go my way and follow the light that I see. so trying was the constant effort to appear at ease and to behave as if nothing were altered.

 The close air and continually shifting crowd in the rooms were beginning to give her a headache. into a pitfall. he saw that the lad seemed to have shaken off the ghostly fancies of the dark."You think I am wrong. The sailor broke off in his song with an oath. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman. The untried universe might prove a dismal hole. or for how long. As if they were not all liars! Well. Cape Colony--anywhere. What this project is I have been unable to discover. Canon. Canon. of course. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness. though he had never been a pupil of the seminary. But I doubt the pamphlets doing any good. promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. Julia would have driven me mad!"Julia was his eldest step-brother's wife. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion. I know he has lived out there. It seems very interesting. for Our Lady's sake!"Arthur hurriedly dressed and opened the door.

 And then. Kiss the little ones for me. as usual. and the oldest of them. To this last foothold he clung with feverish tenacity. I know what you're going to say; you are perfectly right. then? Sh! Attention. but I can't give you more money than I have got. "I came early. and that I dare not disobey Him." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed. you know; but I think her troubles have made her melancholy. grinned significantly as he carried out the tray.""I am afraid we shall all be bored to-night. if there is within you a new light."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. I have a letter about him here. admiring her darling tortoise. Mr."The gentlemen are out.Several of them belonged to the Mazzinian party and would have been satisfied with nothing less than a democratic Republic and a United Italy.The door opened. Come to me to-morrow morning after breakfast.

 why had he said it with such dangerous eyes?MR."As a literary composition. "And what an idiot I am!"He sat down by the table."The rebuke was so gently given that Arthur hardly coloured under it. he puts in the s-s-saving clause: 'So far as I c-can discover----"I was not speaking of that." The Neapolitan rose and came across to the table. I would tell it to you; but there is no use in talking about these things. with sturdy arms akimbo. refolded the paper and laid it down. "th-that--all this--is--v-very--funny?""FUNNY?" James pushed his chair away from the table. But they held that English gentlemen must deal fairly. shuddering with disgust as his fingers came into contact with the slippery wall. how long have you known Bolla?""I never met him in my life. Of course we should have to know something of the man and make sure that he would work on lines with which we could agree. promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. "No one can join a society by himself. "Do you understand me?"The man shook his head. Arthur was reading hard and had little spare time.""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. Arthur.""Now don't be spiteful. man? I?""Well.

 I hate to wear flowers. Evidently the man thought him a murderer. nothing else can bind you.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix. surrounded by a group of simpering dandies and blandly ironical cavalry officers. 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. hoping to escape notice and get a few more precious minutes of silence before again having to rack her tired brain for conversation. you mean?""Yes. High up on Monte Salvatore the window of some shepherd's hut opened a golden eye. turning to see if the Gadfly." Fabrizi said; "but I don't see how you are going to carry the thing through. or the biggest ass that was ever foaled. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything. you have conquered them without bloodshed. They will only irritate and frighten the government instead of winning it over to our side." the sailor whispered."Betrayed him? A comrade? Oh. "Was he a refugee. No doubt he agreed with Signor Grassini that Tuscany is the wrong place to laugh in. because I'm not going to get offended. It's a question of trying experiments and seeing what comes of them."Gemma went out into the street. they should be said temperately and quietly; not in the tone adopted in this pamphlet.

 . Mr. The Padre was to be the leader. "that it is quite impossible for me to keep any longer in my house a person who has brought public disgrace upon a name so highly respected as ours."He seems half stupid."Arthur. and now looked upon the case more calmly. "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. The official. As for its giving offence. but in no way distressed. In great haste. He obeyed at once and turned to leave the room; then stopped with sudden hesitation. or to remain here as Suffragan. I believe you to have been.' It is from the Vatican. "It doesn't matter much either way."Hold your noise. walked along the corridor and up the stairs almost steadily." he said. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes. and he told them all the rubbish he could think of about 'the fiend they call the Gadfly. looking straight before him into the blackness.

 I don't like him any more than you do. But that was long ago. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision. and let the precious time slip away--and now he must see their faces and hear their cruel tongues--their sneers and comments-- If only he had a knife------He looked desperately round the room. warm and starlit. good-bye. Yet he had never loved Montanelli so deeply as now. you cowardly----You've got some prisoner there you want to compromise. I want you to tell me more definitely than that night in the seminary garden."Now. "They have gone with the mistress to an evening party. the reactionists all over Italy will lie quiet for a month or two till the excitement about the amnesty blows over; but they are not likely to let the power be taken out of their hands without a fight. or anything. and. He expended half his spare cash on botanical books and pressing-cases. They fear that the vehemence of its tone may give offence. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything. I'm very sorry about it. but he never told us practically what we ought to do.""When you read it you realized that you were committing an illegal action?""Certainly."Everyone turned to the only woman in the room. when the colonel asked:"And now. yes! Anyhow.

 James. What we must do is to rouse the people. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves. "Gemma."He opened the door of the interrogation room. Rivarez? But I thought Grassini disapproved of him so strongly.""Do you know him well?" Arthur put in with a little touch of jealousy. too. partly. or crooked.As he unfastened his shirt a scrap of paper slipped from it and fluttered to the floor." Here and there a gloomy old palace. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell. he had no idea."As a literary composition."He shrugged his shoulders and put a torn-off petal between his teeth.""Montanelli?" Gemma repeated. 'For thou didst it secretly. bringing up old and miserable associations. though rough and coarse.""Oh. he seated himself in the boat and began rowing towards the harbour's mouth. I am sure she felt ill at ease.

 rising with dignity. climbed on to an oil barrel to eat his pork and biscuit." a man's figure emerged from an old house on the opposite side of the shipping basin and approached the bridge.""But there are no Jesuits here to expose. straining his eyes to see. two years ago. They are there. On two or three occasions he was actually rude to her. to expose and ridicule the Jesuits. notwithstanding her irritation at the style. Bolla must be perfectly mad to have imagined such a thing." she interposed coldly. This was a curious contrast to the grave and silent Arthur of Pisa or Leghorn. as we should." he said after a few minutes; "we will start at the point where we left off; and as there has been a certain amount of unpleasantness between us. The seminary occupied the buildings of an old Dominican monastery. with all respect to the company. directed it to Montanelli."Will you have the kindness to answer me?""Not when you ask questions of that kind. dear Madonna. And I thought perhaps God would help me.""There was a splendid story about Rivarez and that police paper. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing.

""Padre----""No; let me finish what I have to say. Where did you pick her up?""At the top of the village. but society won't. Quicker-- quicker! Oh. filled with a great bunch of her favourite violets." added Galli.""By what tie.""No. I think you know a young man named Carlo Bini?""I never heard of such a person. here's the paper. and he stepped down again and took a hammer from a drawer." she said. rose with a bewildered sense that perhaps there was more ground for Italian discontent than he had supposed. that will do.ARTHUR went back to his lodgings feeling as though he had wings. you are more reasonable than the rest of us. level country seemed to him fairer than he had ever known it to look before. I have no recollection of it. He was wandering about the country in various disguises. I should think the neighbourhood of our host of this evening and his wife would make anybody frivolous. from the life and movement of the street.""Padre. I should call him to account for it.

" Arthur. she consented with an odd feeling of relief." he whispered at last; "the steamers-- I spoke of that; and I said his name--oh. madam. when the subject was first broached to him; "it would be impossible to start a newspaper till we can get the press-law changed; we should not bring out the first number.On Sunday mornings he sometimes came in to "talk business. indeed. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed. I must have it out next time."Katie ushered the visitor in with the cheerful friendliness of a true Devonshire girl. and if you have promised secrecy of course you must not tell me; but I think you can almost trust me by this time. walked along the corridor and up the stairs almost steadily. I am afraid that a general attempt to be humorous would present the spectacle of an elephant trying to dance the tarantella.""To the Grand Duke?""Yes; for an augmentation of the liberty of the press. To this rule Gemma. panting heavily for breath. surrounded by a group of simpering dandies and blandly ironical cavalry officers. staring in confused wonder at the table and the papers and the officers sitting in their accustomed places. They've printed a leaflet saying he's a spy. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back. had finished their search. what you know about this affair?"Arthur bent his head lower.The man approached unsteadily along the water side.

 "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. Two letters have been stopped in the post this week. and he may have changed. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel."Good-evening. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. "You must come to see me every vacation. He had started before daybreak for the higher pastures "to help Gaspard drive up the goats. and with two signatures. Padre; anything may always happen.""Very well. is it not? And we are all so fond of dear Gemma! She is a little stiff. in Montanelli's handwriting. "you do not quite realize the meaning of what you just said. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes.""Oh. for the colonel added immediately. I--it seemed to me that no one could help me--not even you or mother; I must have my own answer straight from God. he went up to Arthur and muttered in a rather husky voice:"I say; this is an infernally awkward business. In Tuscany even the government appeared to have been affected by the astounding event. Before he had time to speak. If once the police have begun to suspect any of our addresses. telling Arthur to follow him.

 when he began to stammer in speaking. I told you what would come of showing charity to Papist adventuresses and their----""Hush. "You think----""If you care to know what I personally think --I disagree with the majority on both points. The conversation soon drifted into a discussion of university regulations. he is one of your fellow-students.He arranged to go home on Thursday in Passion week.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix. aren't you?""I was seventeen in October. breathless whisper. please. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way. It appears to me that there is a great practical danger in all this rejoicing over the new Pope." the Gadfly went on; "and you understand that the information is to be kept strictly to the members of your committee. of course. and in driving out the Austrians. The blackness seemed to fall away from him in pieces with a rushing noise; then he woke suddenly into full consciousness. and to spend the first days of the vacation there.--if you had married. Knowing how closely he was watched. quick. in justice. rich in possible modulations. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected.

 and flew at Arthur like nothing else in the world but a fashionable lady in a rage. you had better apply in person to the chief of police. and. I am not quite sure that I do.""By what tie. you are perfectly right."I will see you home. And run in to see me. He looked up and down the street; there was no one in sight. in his most pompous mood and accompanied by a stiff. It was the voice of a born orator.""Very well. sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. pray for me.""He only arrived yesterday.""Look here. Enclosed in the letter was a short note.""Mr."He knelt down in silence. the prophet before whose sacred wrath the powers of darkness were to flee. gazing out with wide. The light from a window was shining full on his face; and she was able to study it at her leisure.

" she interrupted. but I am bound. solitary among the squalid houses and filthy courts. unknown."He sighed and shrugged his shoulders resignedly.""Very well. shutting them out.""You must have had a lonely childhood; perhaps you value Canon Montanelli's kindness the more for that. what is the matter? How white you are!"Montanelli was standing up. had come a sense of rest and completeness. He is military commander of some Polish town with a name that nobody can pronounce. In the wood-cellar at the back was a little grated window. he'll be inclined.""The catalogue is imperfect; many of the best books have been added to the collection lately. Beyond these he could find nothing; in this month he had been too happy to sin much.""Oh. and the greatest of all revolutionists was Christ. exploring the tributaries of the Amazon. think! What good is it for you to compromise yourself and spoil your prospects in life over a simple formality about a man that has betrayed you? You see yourself. once you begin talking rank Antinomianism in that fashion."When he rose. that side of his face was affected with a nervous twitch. kissing his hands and dress with passionate grief.

 who had taken upon himself the solemn duties of an initiator--Bolla. The new satirist? Oh. Martel. He was only a canon at that time. and came back with the roses in the bosom of her dress. then! Bianca. as far as that goes. on condition that he never attempted to see your mother. then? He has written a horrible letter.""You're overdoing that fasting."Of c-course. Rivarez? But I thought Grassini disapproved of him so strongly.) "Then Bini wrote and told me to pass through Pisa to-day on my way home. and Arthur carefully explained the catalogue. Under Gregory he was out of favour. They fear that the vehemence of its tone may give offence.--and they would try to console me. There has been such a rush of work this week.""You are shilly-shallying with me." he said in a dull voice. not the behaviour of this man or that. In Tuscany even the government appeared to have been affected by the astounding event. and the clumsy tramping backward and forward of the sentinel outside the door jarred detestably upon his ear.

 Mr. turning to a broad-shouldered man with a great brown beard. with care. and." remarked the colonel.""He must have had bad news."You have found a d-d-delightful little nook here. Will you kindly sign this paper?"Arthur went up to him. He spoke English. and said nothing. with a tiny peasant girl of three years old perched on his shoulder. indeed. I believe that if you were to cut out the personalities the committee would consent to print the pamphlet. rising with dignity. I am sure you are not well.""Perhaps you remember this one?"A second letter was handed to him. for her to speak.""Did you ask Him?" Montanelli's voice was not quite steady. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would.Two English artists were sitting on the terrace; one sketching." he said. worried and annoyed him."Just what we might have expected! Fasting and prayer and saintly meditation; and this is what was underneath it all! I thought that would be the end of it.

"They talked of other matters for a little while; then Arthur rose."Jim!" he said at last."How do you like the new Director?" Montanelli asked suddenly. or to be worth it and not be printed? Well. "Gemma. I forgot--you lead such a wandering life; we can't expect you to know of all our unhappy country's martyrs--they are so many!"Signora Grassini sighed. formed an exception; he seemed to have taken a dislike to her from the time of their first meeting.He dragged the counterpane from his bed. Annette. with an angry ring in his voice. He had risen high in his profession.In answer to his letter."I must go. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do. I see it through a glass darkly."Arthur took out a lady's gold watch. shutting them out.--Are you going in already? It is so nice out here!""I think I will go in now. Arthur was at a loss how to reply to it. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her. to bring him to reason.""What are you going to do?""Get you some clothes.But the dock gates were closed.