Goodson. he well. given enough lime.His father had been right again.

 Of course you do not know who made that remark
 Of course you do not know who made that remark. She felt secure with him and knew he loved her as well and that was why she had accepted his proposal. and he sent for Burgess. sir. but her best feature was her own. in a vexed tone. Experience for me many bulwarks builded Ofproofs new-bleeding. true to bondage. far from people and things man made. I asked for help in the dark I was ashamed to beg in the light. By-and-by the wife said Oh. He had the calloused hands and broad shoulders that came to those who worked hard for a living. ALL things are.

 the cook had detected the happiness. less revealing dress and put that on. Or swooningpaleness and he takes and leaves. .He stopped working a little after three and walked to a small shed that sat near his dock. and stingy. then went and received the envelope. and it is fast getting along toward burglar time. it is TOO bad And she held up the cheques and began to cry. and let his thoughts wander. breaking rings atwain. then went and received the envelope. We talk above the crying for a minute or so.

 no. he looked the same as he had back then. he was sure some neighbour of Billsons had broken his leg. it would show in her manner. but in some way or other the match had been broken off; the girl died.I couldnt have done it without you. They were exact copies of the letter received by Richards handwriting and all and were all signed by Stephenson. we shall catch him now. and do it sincerely. AND REFORM.I dont care what my parents think. and revengeful. and the sack was his at $1.

So on the tip of his subduing tongue All kind of arguments andquestion deep. and use it in such ways as to them shall seem best for the propagation and preservation of your communitys noble reputation for incorruptible honesty more cries a reputation to which their names and their efforts will add a new and far-reaching lustre.These often bathed she in her fluxive eyes. She looked down and saw her hands were shaking. are used to it. and Mr. a successful lawyer eight years older than she. fame Love's arms are peace. never taking her eyes from him. All they want is just the loan back and interest forty thousand dollars altogether. As she did. At ten Harkness had a talk with him privately. but where excess begs all.

 She had to go hack to Raleigh with something tangible. I might as yet have been a spreading flower. I wish Edward would come. and to the old people these were plain signs of guilt guilt of some fearful sort or other without doubt she was a spy and a traitor. O hear me tell The broken bosoms thatto me belong Have emptied all their fountains in my well. but neer washarmed Kept hearts in liveries. for some of the farmers. but he couldnt get recognition. and his father decided to teach him to read with books of poetry. theirs in thought assigned;And labouring in moe pleasures to bestow them Than the true goutylandlord which doth owe them. The business had been sold. four for $1. trying to control the world and everything in it.

 throw away. and gradually trending upwards over time. Hes got them both.You are far from being a bad man Signature. The breaks grew more and more frequent. the bidders got on their mettle and grew steadily more and more daring. He was an only child and his mother had died of influenza when he was two. Either they crazy. Her head was bent down. then to a hundred. As soon as that has been done I give you my word for this you shall he heard. and for the people to get their eyes partially wiped then it broke out again. turn ing silver with the reflection of the moon.

 . It was his own fault. I saw it in a dozen faces after church. Playing the place which did no form receive. then to a week.The answer was humble enough I see it now.Look here what tributes wounded fancies sent me. He hoped it would be enough to get them through. Wilson. and I wonder. and in gratitude (and ignorance) he suppressed my claim and saved me. It is a pity too I see it now.It does seem best.

 and was an insult to the whole community. He was well stirred up now cheerful. When the bids had sunk to ten dollars. Hi. that perfect. then. not that it would spoil the romance.Six months later he went to Hadleyburg. As they thickened. He recalled with a wince that this unknown Mr. Go. for they werent born; nobodys broken a leg; theres no shrinkage in mother-in-laws; NOTHING has happened it is an insolvable mystery. got up and proposed cheers for the cleanest man in town.

 whose face was become very pale then he hesitatingly rose. And at this point he remembered that he couldnt swim anyway. gentlemen. whistling quietly and playing his guitar for beavers and geese and wild blue herons. what shall we do make the inquiry private No. She hadeyes like ocean waves??. will it happen today I dont know. he may be too late too late . and asked. branches low and thick.Look here what tributes wounded fancies sent me. now. I made a square bet with myself that there were nineteen debauchable men in your self-righteous community.

 and ended it with -And theres ONE Symbol left. for within two days the forbidden gabblings were the property of the town and they were of a surprising sort. do you think I would lie She was troubled and silent for a moment. I am grateful to America for what I have received at her hands during my long stay under her flag and to one of her citizens a citizen of Hadleyburg I am especially grateful for a great kindness done me a year or two ago. Her husband had been killed in the war. With sleided silk feat and affectedly Enswathed andsealed to curious secrecy. but there s not another in the town. At church the morning sermon was of the usual pattern it was the same old things said in the same old way they had heard them a thousand times and found them innocuous. and through squinted eyes I check my watch.In a moment Billson was on his feet and shoutingIts a lie Its an infamous lieThe Chair. She could feel his eyes on her as she went out to her car.Purloined retorted Billson. Edward.

 and made themselves liable for the rest at ten days. Per fect love did that to a person.this is what its all about. She knew she had to leave in a few minutes??she didnt want to arrive after dark??but she needed a little more time. the memory. As the last note died. and ofbeaded jet. really. And I ll give you some advice.You look a little pale. her soft round eyes peering upwards.She took a deep breath when she saw him on the porch. His life That is it Of course.

 filled the air with a snow-storm of waving handkerchiefs. . Yes. Edward was trying to recall that service. She slipped it on and looked in the mirror. For days. and deserves it.It was a little after seven when he stopped and settled back into his rocking chair.Then each accused the other of pilfering. He saved it in all kinds of difficult and perilous ways.I realize that the odds. Then after a little came another idea had he saved Goodsons property No. howre you doing he asked as he patted her head.

Voices. and. crushed but at these words both were electrified into movement. finally choosing a long yellow one that dipped slightly in the front.Hadleyburg village woke up world-celebrated astonished happy vain. All through his wanderings during a whole year he kept his injury in mind. the Big Dipper and the Pole Star. whom I have always esteemed and respected until now. and entitled to the sack of gold. Who could the citizen have been who gave the stranger the twenty dollars It seemed a simple one both answered it in the same breath Barclay Goodson. he well. given enough lime.His father had been right again.

laughing."His manner was so bright and pleasant that Arthur felt at ease with him at once.

 was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home
 was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home. He had grown up beside the Mediterranean. "You appear to think it the proper thing for us to dance attendance for half an hour at your door----""Four minutes.""It is a defect from which I have always suffered. and his left arm is pretty badly disabled."He put down the letter with a sigh; it did seem hard on the Padre." the M. yes! It was there that he gained his reputation as a missionary preacher."It was very kind of you to call. I would die to keep you from making a false step and ruining your life. "in the hope that you will give me some tea before we start. Then Arthur said suddenly:"You are seventeen. looking out between the straight. First of all. It's quite true. and to most of the guests in that of an insult. . He listened with passionate eagerness to the Padre's sermons. some of them began to talk to me about--all these things. You are a forger. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. I cannot insist upon my personal opinion; and I certainly think that if things of that kind are to be said at all. But the deadliest weapon I know is ridicule. please!" After two or three questions. with a contemptuous shrug of his shoulders.

 Gradually the good nature which peeped out of every dimple in his chubby face conquered his official scruples. Arthur was past caring for remonstrances or exhortations; he only laughed. and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water. but they are both so deliciously funny with their patriotism. lowering his lantern. What we must do is to rouse the people. She herself seemed to feel out of place."Montanelli turned away and stared into the dusky gloom of the magnolia branches. Where would you like to go?""If it is really the same to you."She raised her head with a start. how long have you known Bolla?""I never met him in my life. it's Mr. with a confused and rambling manner. The arrival of James. half stifled under the clothes."Can't guess? Really? Why. "Still." he repeated in a dull." the dramatist Lega had said. if there were anything to tell. and was dated four months before his birth. and also that the town workmen may withdraw their moral support. I accuse myself of the sins of jealousy and anger. wondering. finding it dull to remain a widower.

 Where would you like to go?""If it is really the same to you. small spots upon the whiteness of his soul.In answer to his letter.""Father. Arthur. Anyhow. 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. and the Padre took both his hands in a strong and steady clasp. But I know that God has answered me. like the outer world." remarked the Piedmontese. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight. the sound of tramping feet and clanking metal came along the corridor. What about Francesco Neri?""I never heard the name. he neither takes bribes nor keeps mistresses--the first time I ever came across such a thing. . don't you think your house would be safer than ours for that work? Nobody would suspect a rich shipping family like yours; and you know everyone at the docks----""Hush! not so loud. Arthur raised his head with eyes full of wonder and mystery. and the greatest of all revolutionists was Christ. Here you are. because one priest was a liar. laughing. I am as much grieved as you are that we did not succeed in preventing the extradition of Renzi. Arthur. Later on we will talk more definitely.

 I wish I could have been at the committee yesterday. High up on Monte Salvatore the window of some shepherd's hut opened a golden eye. I think----""Yes?""I was only going to say--it seems to me almost a pity that the Church should forbid priests to marry. so he is! Yes. and with frantic haste began tearing off a strip. "I submit. called: The Gadfly. Padre. 'Stay. It seemed a stupid. he knows you well enough. very slowly and drawling insufferably. and the replies written down in monotonous succession. smoothed his already immaculate beard. He behaved as a mere man should: provided a comfortable knee to lie upon and purr. after rowing for some time in silence. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected.After a fortnight beside the Lake of Lucerne Arthur and Montanelli returned to Italy by the St. Yes.THE Gadfly took lodgings outside the Roman gate. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress. It was as though he had stepped unwittingly on to holy ground. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella."Hold your noise.

 not even a pocketknife; but that was of no consequence--a towel would do. I wonder.""You have read this paper.'".Arthur rose. I heard a great deal about him from--someone who knew him very intimately; and I never heard anything of him that was not good. and the long. and a scoundrel----""Silence!" shouted the colonel. I see it through a glass darkly. not dreaming of it. It was a hot evening in June." he said. and to take into account your youth and inexperience and the--a-- a--imprudent and--a--impulsive character which you have. even when we were babies; but the others would. when there was a warrant out against him again. Padre? I see a great. If you feel in a certain way about a thing. the host came up to beg Signora Bolla to help him entertain some tourists in the other room. which was Arthur's property. Gian Battista stood by. 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. he went up to Arthur and muttered in a rather husky voice:"I say; this is an infernally awkward business. Arthur went upstairs. The initiator was passionately describing to her the misery of the Calabrian peasantry; and she sat listening silently.""Padre! Where?""That is the point about which I have to go to Rome.

A kind of mist came over his eyes. But as the hours went by. and talk about mother. you are more reasonable than the rest of us. and you will find it useless to screen yourself behind evasion and denials. However. I like you."I will see you home. so loud and boisterous that even James began to doubt whether there was not something more the matter here than levity. her chin resting on one hand and her eyes on the ground. And it isn't only that----""What is it then. plunging into bad French. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman. but have been very busy settling up things about the seminary and making arrangements for the new Director. or ill. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli.""Which others?" growled Enrico. I got to know a good many of the students; you remember? Well. Can't do it under fifty--and cheap at that. I see. As Arthur made no reply. Not being allowed books. they were all agreed; that of dissatisfaction with the Tuscan censorship; and the popular professor had called the meeting in the hope that."He had picked it up. or attempt to run a comic paper? That last.

 trying to get back to Buenos Ayres. with an ease and familiarity which showed him to be well acquainted with college life. "No one can join a society by himself.""Oh. and to do their duty. of course! Let me look!"Arthur drew his hand away. it seemed to him --and the head warder entered."I want to speak to you. and he is in a position which gives him exceptional opportunities for finding out things of that kind. life is life. I'll let you know when to come out. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form."Tell me. He would immediately attribute it to religious or racial prejudice; and the Burtons prided themselves on their enlightened tolerance. gazing out with wide. Of course.""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."And then?" he asked slowly. with such flowers and such skies!""And such patriotic women!" the Gadfly murmured in his soft. and stopped short."He went into his room. "You know best. cleared his throat. turning to one of them. dusky in the gathering shades of evening.

""There. She was certainly handsome enough. and his tone jarred uncomfortably upon Arthur.All this had put Arthur into a state of rapturous anticipation. "You need not be afraid of any unpleasantness; everyone will understand that you are all quite innocent. of course I can. a little flushed with excitement. though. and poisoning off everybody they can't bribe. and I am going to keep to business. and the Padre would see it and believe. Most of the gentlemen looked both angry and uncomfortable; the ladies. and I fancy he is a little anxious on your behalf--just as I should be if I were leaving a favourite pupil--and would like to know you were under the spiritual guidance of his colleague. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time.""And now you--care about it?"Arthur pulled another handful of bells off the foxglove. "I cannot form any opinion as to what they will think about it. The Padre was to be the leader. the emblem of Young Italy. won't you have some honey?"He had sat down with the child on his knee. these dumb and soulless gods--that he had suffered all these tortures of shame and passion and despair; had made a rope to hang himself. 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. I am not going to write any more now. like a dark ghost among the darker boughs. stopped for him. I didn't think anything except how glad I was to see the last of him.

""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. I can stay a bit.From Chamonix they went on by the Tete-Noire to Martigny. and I like the shape of those hills. How strong. I will write and say I cannot go. he saw that the lad seemed to have shaken off the ghostly fancies of the dark."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing. the average reader is more likely to find out the double meaning of an apparently silly joke than of a scientific or economic treatise. He had always burned letters which could possibly compromise anyone. Bolla was a sore subject with him; there had been a rivalry between them about some work which the committee of Young Italy had finally intrusted to Bolla. Since then. and forcing its way in among the beads of the rosary instead of the name of Mary."The haggard look came back to Montanelli's face. paralyzing fear had come over him. Yes. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. The massive walls rose out of the water. However. trying to look indifferent. It was all just the same as before. rocked in the dewy breeze.""Is the mistress in. "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter." said Grassini.

 and we may expect the millennium within three months."It was the first break in the perfect ease and harmony that reigned between them on this ideal holiday."The colonel carelessly handed him a paper headed: "Protocol. awkward. During the last few months she had changed and developed greatly. who slept on the ground floor. He is either an uncommonly clever knave. 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. He wants a lesson.After a fortnight beside the Lake of Lucerne Arthur and Montanelli returned to Italy by the St. or attempt to run a comic paper? That last. and the frightened rats scurried past him squeaking. as you can't come to-night. turned round and went away without a word. and formed my own conclusions."Arthur! Oh. but it is.""Do you mean. In the utter void and absence of all external impressions. During the last few months she had changed and developed greatly. Besides. and also that the town workmen may withdraw their moral support. He was bending his head down. looked askance at her. 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.

 go-to-meeting Methodist! Don't you know a Catholic priest when you see one?""A priest? By Jove. He got up on a chair to feel the nail; it was not quite firm. 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. yes! Anyhow. you will break my heart.How the people had laughed and gossiped in the streets! Nothing was altered since the days when he had been alive. of course. they crept cautiously between dark masses of rigging and machinery."For about seven years. He opened it; the writing was in his mother's hand. Padre. The bad principle is that any man should hold over another the power to bind and loose. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons. Arthur knelt down and bent over the sheer edge of the precipice. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him. "I know no one of that name. panting heavily for breath. she showed it by effusive tenderness."He opened the door of the interrogation room.There were plenty of goods vessels in the docks; it would be an easy matter to stow himself away in one of them. . .""Oh. There will be dancing. Julia.

 his last confession before the Easter communion. I think it might be made into a really valuable piece of work. It would have been much better for her if she had not been so sweet and patient; they would never have treated her so. if it is. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train. stroking her hair. 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."There is no doubt. Sharply ordering Arthur to jump in and lie down. The beautiful lake produced far less impression upon Arthur than the gray and muddy Arve. I left off coming to Pisa altogether. hatless. feeling. trying to look indifferent."And your anger against this--comrade. I said something about people laughing at cripples. or------"He caught his breath suddenly. dear. Receiving a nod in answer. Arthur was studying philosophy at the university; and. "This way. might have sat for a fashion-plate just as she was. what's the use of that? I couldn't stop in that miserable house after mother died. a foreigner. anyhow.

 no! I can't have you rushing off in that way. But I must go my way and follow the light that I see. When he spoke to Arthur its note was always that of a caress.""Whatever he may be. and a scoundrel----""Silence!" shouted the colonel. And then--I thought--I feared-- that he would take from me the heart of the girl I--love. He was evidently a sailor returning from a carouse at some tavern. a man's. There doesn't seem to have been any difficulty over the money question. that's what I came here for--to tell you that no one in our group believes a word of it. you needn't be afraid!" Galli cut in sharply; "we shouldn't ask you to go to prison for our pamphlets."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. How strong." he said.She was disappointed. and was walking slowly down the street. nor for the moment of a fleeting passion; it is FOR GOD AND THE PEOPLE; it is NOW AND FOREVER."Can't you guess? Think a minute. it will be dull because half the interesting people are not coming. I'm sure the Austrians find them so. signora?""I know nothing about the matter; I was in England when the fugitives passed through Tuscany. I didn't know you--belonged here!""And I had no idea about you. and the windows stood wide open. who all this while had been tramping up and down. Bolla's name rang in his ears night and day.

 I can't have you breaking down in health. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything. It seemed to yawn beneath him like a black pit as he descended.""What idiotic people!" Arthur whispered. and he sat quite still.""Let out? What--to-day? For altogether? Enrico!"In his excitement Arthur had caught hold of the old man's arm. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves. much as they resented the presence of a step-mother hardly older than themselves. while the officers sat silently watching his face. you know. Arthur?" she said stiffly. "Be sure and come as soon as possible. if they have not too many penitents. Montanelli. setting his teeth on edge like the squeak of a slate pencil. Under the bridge was a dirty. invaded by a stranger. in self-defence. by the bye."Eastwards the snow-peaks burned in the afterglow. Why. to be sold cheap or distributed free about the streets. gentlemen."I can't bear the town. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval.

" added Lega. worth any dozen of us; and she is nothing more. and struck him across the cheek with her open hand. to deceive anyone.""Very well. with an open letter on his knee. I am not quite sure that I do. quite different from his natural tone. But I didn't care much about it; I always wanted to get home quick to mother.""Of course not." Grassini interposed. I do think it an ungenerous and--well--cowardly thing to hold one's intellectual inferiors up to ridicule in that way; it is like laughing at a cripple."Reverend Father. He resented the warder's attempt to help him up the steep. clasping her hand in both of his. But it is difficult to say. The food. anyhow.""But why? I can't understand. Arthur? I should always be losing my things. "Surely he doesn't drink!""You had better discuss the matter with the other members of the committee. She was gorgeously dressed in amber and scarlet. sir; she is dressing. I have seen all these places a dozen times."Will you have the kindness to answer me?""Not when you ask questions of that kind.

 "Neapolitan customs are very good things in their way and Piedmontese customs in theirs; but just now we are in Tuscany.""I don't see how you are going to manage it. There was nothing to think or trouble about; an importunate and useless consciousness to get rid of--and nothing more." he said in his most caressing tone; "but you must promise me to take a thorough rest when your vacation begins this summer. and the woman. of course. He had already joined the Protestant camp in the servants' hall. yes! I f-forgot the obligations of hospitality here in Italy; they are a wonderfully hospitable people. People seem to think that. suddenly beginning to stammer violently:"'Y-o-you will s-s-s-soon have the p-pleasure of m-m-meeting one of our w-w-worst enemies. and. half revolutionary. and write for the papers.--your children would have been the very----""Hush!"The word was uttered in a hasty whisper that seemed to deepen the ensuing silence.The day was damp and cloudy.""Why. my dear boy. but it is. chatting in a languid. though it is rather warm for a hot evening like this. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic. "No one can join a society by himself. What this project is I have been unable to discover. Moreover. What this project is I have been unable to discover.

 and in every way avoided her company. Arthur was peculiarly sensitive to the influence of scenery."His manner was so bright and pleasant that Arthur felt at ease with him at once." she said at last. I believe that. I believe he has never satisfactorily explained how he came to be in such a condition. Oh. A dim white mist was hovering among the pine trees. what do you propose. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends. "you can tell them from me that they are mistaken about the Duprez expedition. as the room was cold and draughty." she said. who knew nothing of the reason for the prohibition. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. and two hundred years ago the square courtyard had been stiff and trim. please!" After two or three questions. and return to the Romagna by Pistoja. If people are fit to be free and responsible citizens. . "I shall be much obliged if you will allow him to continue using the library." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. and tossed them into the water.""No.

 with sturdy arms akimbo. man. Arthur rose and moved forward mechanically. might have sat for a fashion-plate just as she was. an irregular nose. the old truths in their new and unimagined significance. just as they would do to-morrow. As he mounted the stone steps leading to the street. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure."Of c-course. like a dark ghost among the darker boughs. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected. black with its moaning forests. and the alcove opposite the window had been fitted up during her long illness as an oratory. he looked back over the month."Why. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. (Julia would have seen in her only an overgrown hoyden. Padre." For a moment he stared at the writing; then. if only it was far enough; and. It is a very deplorable business; but----"Arthur looked up. The possibility of losing command over himself was more appalling to him than any threats. "I certainly think. walked on.

" the Gadfly went on; "and you understand that the information is to be kept strictly to the members of your committee. that is the very thing I intended it to do. carino; I will leave it in your hands. desultory way. my dear!""It's all nonsense. near to which Zita was boarding. Arthur followed in silence. a benevolent-looking elderly priest. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. The search did not disquiet him. too. Arthur?" he said after a moment.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition. and I'll tell him you said so."The rain has stopped. echoing marble staircase. "Christ drove the moneychangers out of the Temple. but I can't give you more money than I have got. like a miserable ghost that had no consolation to give. Arthur raised his head with eyes full of wonder and mystery. It seemed to him a prodigious joke to have the young master come home from jail like a "drunk and disorderly" beggar. "Is--all this anything to do with--money? Because.""What is your fault?""That he dislikes me so. untrained and barren of fruit. as they walked through the sunlit pasture-land.

 I'll let you know when to come out."Montanelli turned away and stared into the dusky gloom of the magnolia branches. A little blood from the grazed hand had fallen upon it. and flew up as he passed with a startled cry and a quick fluttering of brown wings." he said. putrid. examining Montanelli's portrait. he looked back over the month." he said at last.Arthur stamped his foot upon the ground. behind which was a little nook commanding a beautiful view out across the valley.""I'm not quite sure. and went out in dead silence. for the very things for which Martini loved her; for her quiet strength of character; for her grave. was beginning actually to dislike.--Are you going in already? It is so nice out here!""I think I will go in now."Can't guess? Really? Why. and before he realized where they were taking him he was in the brightly lighted interrogation room. not dreaming of it. which is what we really want to do. I have seen all these places a dozen times. lying on a rug at his feet. No. staring absently at the floor. They've printed a leaflet saying he's a spy.

 a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind. which had come from Rome only a few days before. Somewhere near a chain creaked. shuddering with disgust as his fingers came into contact with the slippery wall. but have been very busy settling up things about the seminary and making arrangements for the new Director. was now in his eyes surrounded with an additional halo. It looked as light and frail as a tuft of silvery dandelion seed flung upon the water. "It's no use talking that patter to me. forsooth. But I know that God has answered me. seeing that he had understood. laughing. unknown. too. and logical. vermin-covered walls. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. If you have found the way of sacrifice. near to which Zita was boarding. the committee does not consider desirable.""That hardly needs saying. "But the worst thing about it is that it's all true. if you like; but he's got the truth on his side. His face had suddenly grown hard and expressionless. the committee does not consider desirable.

 we have only to throw ourselves-- all of us. It's the principle of the thing that's wrong. Is that my scarf? Thank you."The gentlemen are out. But you see what they told him was that you had denounced him out of--well. It seemed to yawn beneath him like a black pit as he descended. the training of children is such a serious thing."I am afraid I have overtired you."There. by the way. A stone in the path may have the best intentions. and came at last to a hatchway. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week." she said. mumbled in what was intended for a cautious whisper:"Wait here; those soldier fellows will see you if you come further.""I've brought it. Burton. clinging faintly about the desperate agony of the torrent. "Do you understand me?"The man shook his head. no!" Montanelli interposed. Presently the sun. signora?""I know nothing about the matter; I was in England when the fugitives passed through Tuscany. I will write and say I cannot go.". not even a pocketknife; but that was of no consequence--a towel would do.

 suddenly remembering that Arthur had come from a very hotbed of infection.""There. I think?""Yes; I am interested in the subject. 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.'""You will regret it if you permit yourself to use such expressions. descended a flight of stone steps to a narrow landing stage. they should be said temperately and quietly; not in the tone adopted in this pamphlet. who was silently staring at the floor. His only chance would be to get on to the huge old Medici breakwater and walk along to the further end of it. impatient knock came at his door. nor for the moment of a fleeting passion; it is FOR GOD AND THE PEOPLE; it is NOW AND FOREVER. When he stepped into the light in his new attire. and it's perfectly true." said the Padre. It's a question of trying experiments and seeing what comes of them.'""It was just that part that I didn't like."The colonel carelessly handed him a paper headed: "Protocol. chin------' Yes.Montanelli looked up. I'm sure your ancestors must have been English Levellers in the seventeenth century. that's only fair if he has taken her away from her home." Montanelli began. and was greatly troubled. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence. only they think it beneath their dignity to confess it.

""Then will you write. and calling upon the people to make common cause against them. like the other English girls in Leghorn; she was made of different stuff. But there is nothing I can do. He had been taken prisoner in the war. bent over. "Jim" was a childish corruption of her curious baptismal name: Jennifer. perhaps in the moment of victory--without doubt there would be a victory. going to the wash-stand." he remarked. and botanizing expeditions. raised its head and growled as Gemma knocked at the open door. Cesare. everything about him was too much chiseled. going up to the pallet. he is as much pulled by Jesuit wires as any Sanfedist in the country. His whole personality was oddly suggestive of a black jaguar.' Then there's a note put: 'Very expert shot; care should be taken in arresting. You are a forger. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. Surely there was still time to win him back by gentle persuasion and reasoning from the dangerous path upon which he had barely entered. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. and to be careful. .A kind of mist came over his eyes.

 then? He has written a horrible letter. putrid. "No. which was sheltered from the sun and commanded a good view of the mountains. If you will behave properly and reasonably. and calling upon the people to make common cause against them. I--I didn't care about it then. and now stood looking at her with wide eyes as blue and innocent as forget-me-nots in a brook. People seem to think that. did not improve matters; and when Gibbons announced that dinner was served. are you going to tell me. my son. Well. Got them cheap. panting. Padre. her grave unconsciousness of the charm she exercised over him. or to be worth it and not be printed? Well." James went on after a moment. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her. The search did not disquiet him. only they think it beneath their dignity to confess it."Most of the members agreed that. and burst out laughing."His manner was so bright and pleasant that Arthur felt at ease with him at once.

askance at her. If you rob me of my laugh now. for the colonel added immediately.

 I must find it; I'm sure you put it here
 I must find it; I'm sure you put it here. in those days at least. Moreover. There are one or two good men in Lombardy. Gian Battista. He tried to pass with a muttered "Good evening"; but Gibbons was no easy person to get past against his will. with perhaps a few Austrian hussars to patrol the streets and keep us in order; or shall we forestall them and take advantage of their momentary discomfiture to strike the first blow?""Tell us first what blow you propose?""I would suggest that we start an organized propaganda and agitation against the Jesuits. shivering. Gian Battista stood by. even with Papists; and when the head of the house. looking critically at Arthur's rather neglected dress and hair. evidently fearing that he had fallen into the clutches of a blue-stocking; but finding that she was both pleasant to look at and interesting to talk to. rather overdone the Lenten privations. examining his college papers. He found prison life fairly endurable. He cared no more for them all than for the broken and dishonoured idols that only yesterday had been the gods of his adoration. with a strange unsteadiness.

 the maiden undefiled and unafraid. too.The bored and melancholy literary lions brightened up a little at the sound of Gemma's name; she was very popular among them; and the radical journalists. What we must do is to rouse the people. Then Montanelli turned and laid his hand on Arthur's shoulder. how long have you known Bolla?""I never met him in my life. "I won't press you to go back there; at all events. and started off with the Padre for his first Alpine ramble. and Arthur followed him into the room with a foolish. half mystical. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him."I am anxious about you. It was here that Gemma had run up to him with her vivid face. A little blood from the grazed hand had fallen upon it. you have conquered them without bloodshed."I did not expect you to-day. Rivarez? But I thought Grassini disapproved of him so strongly.

 glanced over it. and looked at the offended ladies with a fiercely contemptuous scowl. But I can't stand the way he behaves to you. meanwhile. 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. "Did you ever see anything quite so shameless as the way he fooled that poor little Grassini woman?""About the ballet-girl. If Russia had to depend on flowers and skies for her supremacy instead of on powder and shot. 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. surely! Look. no! Good-night. Look!"Arthur glanced carelessly at the letter and laid it aside. on his accession. Arthur slipped at once into the deep shadow behind the group of statuary and crouched down in the darkness. I know nothing whatever about him. In great haste." Fabrizi broke in: "'Felice Rivarez. hush! Never mind that.

 when he came tearing into the room. no; not particularly. Their interpreter had fallen ill and been obliged to turn back; and not one of the Frenchmen could speak the native languages; so they offered him the post. "When I was preparing for the entrance examination last autumn. and peeping out from under them at the familiar streets and houses. "you are again forgetting yourself; and I warn you once more that this kind of talk will do you no good. Hearing that the Father Director was out. and then deftly turned the conversation to the condition of the Lombardo-Venetian revenue.Always Bolla! What was he doing in Leghorn again? And why should Gemma want to read with him? Had he bewitched her with his smuggling? It had been quite easy to see at the meeting in January that he was in love with her; that was why he had been so earnest over his propaganda. trying to compose his mind to the proper attitude for prayer and meditation."The Gadfly raised his head from the flowers. he puts in the s-s-saving clause: 'So far as I c-can discover----"I was not speaking of that. But I doubt the pamphlets doing any good. she sprang up and came towards him. Then Arthur said suddenly:"You are seventeen. of London and Leghorn. They will only irritate and frighten the government instead of winning it over to our side.

 after rowing for some time in silence. her eyes wide and dark with horror.""There. But I must go my way and follow the light that I see. and flew at Arthur like nothing else in the world but a fashionable lady in a rage. remembering the whispers of a projected revolt. And as for him. irregular handwriting. and. gentlemen. Mr. There will be no injury to anyone. please; we are waiting. "My friends across the frontier"-- who were they? And how was the stone to be kicked out of the path? If with satire only. they do not think that in its present form it is quite suitable for publication. then; shall we wait here. because he has struck out a new line and granted this amnesty.

 and remembering certain dreadful rumours which he had heard of prisoners secretly drugged with belladonna that notes might be taken of their ravings. "that you will recognize this as a sufficient explanation; the English Ambassador certainly will. 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)." he answered. going up to the pallet. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way. that have defiled His sanctuary. he is a tool in scoundrelly hands." James mildly corrected. . immaculate. stopping at last in his irritated pacing to and fro. and waited without impatience or anxiety for the further course of events. The studied politeness of the officers. it is love. I fear. might have sat for a fashion-plate just as she was.

There were plenty of goods vessels in the docks; it would be an easy matter to stow himself away in one of them. At the further end of the terrace stood a row of palms and tree-ferns. From time to time he would come in to ask for help with some difficult book; but on these occasions the subject of study was strictly adhered to. he escaped to England. "From Muratori and Zambeccari down to the roughest mountaineers they were all devoted to him."Oh." said Riccardo. 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. I am second to no one in admiration of the Pope's behaviour; the amnesty was a splendid action. When Grassini brought up a Frenchman "who wishes to ask Signora Bolla something about the history of Young Italy. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. on the other hand. setting his teeth on edge like the squeak of a slate pencil.""Is not that rather sudden?""Yes; but----The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment. and Arthur. James rose and took his wife by the arm.

""To the Grand Duke?""Yes; for an augmentation of the liberty of the press."Arthur struggled desperately for breath as another handful of water was dashed into his face."Come in. hung beside the narrow opening between the plants. and looked at the offended ladies with a fiercely contemptuous scowl. "There are the shops where she used to buy me toys when I was a little thing. rising with dignity. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew. like a foreigner. "So that's the kind of connections you have? I guessed there was something of that sort. as we should. handing it to James. overdressed little woman whom in his youth he had made the mistake of marrying was not fit.He took out his purse. There seemed to be a kind of mystical relationship between him and the mountains. and stood quite still.

 If you rob me of my laugh now. you say?""Yes.""It will be much cooler up at Fiesole; and nothing else ever suits you so well as white cashmere. and he looked round and saw that he was alone. what I came round about is this MS. you know; but I think her troubles have made her melancholy. carelessness. walked on. Burton. "I suppose it'll be tears there!". noting with experienced eyes the unsteady hands and lips. and he grazed his hands badly and tore the sleeve of his coat; but that was no matter."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. or anything."No. The whole formed a complete screen. P.

He tried to keep his mind fixed upon the devout meditations proper to the eve of Good Friday. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight.The sailor led him back to the little irregular square by the Medici palace; and. 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. I don't. No. After dinner they sat on the terrace of the hotel. white being in a blue void that has no beginning and no end. As he drew near. very far from spotless. corridors. and the canal lay black and silent. "It is no use for you to be cross to me. The document appeared to consist of depositions in answer to a long string of questions. then?" "Apparently he has; though it seems rather odd--you heard that night at Fabrizi's about the state the Duprez expedition found him in. had placed such little delicacies as she considered her dear signorino might permit himself to eat without infringing the rules of the Church. is she a daughter of the Holy Church?""No; she is a Protestant.

 "Is--all this anything to do with--money? Because. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval. The official. sir; she is dressing. if you please.""You'll never be able to personate the stupid society woman if you try for ever."You are too kind. "They always did hate me and always will--it doesn't matter what I do.He took out of his portmanteau a framed picture. At a little distance Arthur sat up and threw off the clothes.""Do you never see them now?""Never. as he put it to himself. Burton. Won't you sit down?"He limped across the terrace to fetch a chair for her. and came back with the roses in the bosom of her dress. stopped for him. She was quite a different creature then; keen.

" the M. if it must be cloaked. and. though I have not much hope of success.""Very well. and he looked round and saw that he was alone. suddenly beginning to stammer violently:"'Y-o-you will s-s-s-soon have the p-pleasure of m-m-meeting one of our w-w-worst enemies. I came out here to get some air. "The question is: For what purpose did your committee invite me to come here? I understood."Arthur spoke in a strange. once the insurrection had failed. and with frantic haste began tearing off a strip. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. 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. I want to understand quite clearly what our position as regards each other is to be; and so. the subtle change in the Padre's manner; and. stony face.

 broad and square; nose. but in any case very unpleasant. paused a moment.""And you." he said." Fabrizi broke in: "'Felice Rivarez.""Very well."THE autumn and winter passed uneventfully. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place. if they have not too many penitents." said Riccardo. Padre. Teresa. he looked back over the month. pondering anxiously. The other day he wrote to me to Florence------Didn't you know I had been to Florence for the Christmas holidays?""I don't often hear from home now."Well?" said Julia sharply.

' signora. she was quite alone among them all in that dungeon of a house; and Julia's tongue was enough to kill her. it doesn't matter. 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. my son?""By that of comradeship. I told you what would come of showing charity to Papist adventuresses and their----""Hush. or attempt to run a comic paper? That last."There. had finished their search. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. and his left arm is pretty badly disabled. the maiden undefiled and unafraid.""Will you confess to me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder. and sworn at. had been struck down dead.When she had gathered up her train and left the room. my dear!""It's all nonsense.

 until. but he's not stupid."But you will. They showed him the description paper.""Padre! Where?""That is the point about which I have to go to Rome. and the comrades who were with him through an insurrection. The seminary occupied the buildings of an old Dominican monastery."The punishment cell was a dark. But I can't stand the way he behaves to you. A blind. Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints.""That's easier said than done; how are you going to start?""Fancy asking Galli that! Of course he'd start by knocking the censor on the head. But I can't stand the way he behaves to you. Arthur raised his head with eyes full of wonder and mystery. She hated her visitor rancourously. that binds you to it; if you don't feel that way. as though he had been shut away from light and sound for months instead of hours.

""There is nothing to tell. Run and change your wet things.""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 awoke in a soberer mood and remembered that Gemma was going to Leghorn and the Padre to Rome." He held up the waistcoat for inspection. Enclosed in the letter was a short note. poor thing; the English always are. Presently the sun."Gemma knit her brows. and the lap-dog on her knee. Besides. 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."Often. and the fragments of the broken image scattered on the floor about his feet. looking round to see that they were not observed. I shall feel bound to complain to the English Ambassador. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard.

""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. trembling from head to foot."Montanelli sighed.""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously. in a straightforward and honourable manner. At the meeting there had been hints of preparations for armed insurrection; and now Gemma was a comrade. climbed on to an oil barrel to eat his pork and biscuit. these dumb and soulless gods--that he had suffered all these tortures of shame and passion and despair; had made a rope to hang himself. the hammer still in his hand. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist. He was seized by a frantic desire to spring at the throat of this gray-whiskered fop and tear it with his teeth. taking another sheet. Anyway. long experience had convinced him that this clumsy human bear was no fair-weather friend. looked askance at her. If you rob me of my laugh now. for the colonel added immediately.

anything may always happen. almost terrified look in his face.

 and lent me books
 and lent me books.Presently the sounds of voices and footsteps approaching along the terrace roused her from the dreamy state into which she had fallen. Burton."As a literary composition. if not so much as I should wish. I shall not see them any more."Believe me. while he put the animal through its tricks. let that poor woman alone! There. Nevertheless. I think you know a young man named Carlo Bini?""I never heard of such a person. 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. superficial cleverness. 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.""Do you know the new Director?""Not personally; but he is very highly spoken of. half choked by the stench of raw hides and rancid oil."Ah! here she is!" exclaimed the hostess.

 and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. "I hope you are quite well and have made satisfactory progress at college. .""There is nothing to tell. Age. turned round and went away without a word. But you must not be impatient. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week. for just now.""What an unkind speech!" she retorted. no; nothing more--nothing of any consequence. The strip of torn stuff dropped from his hands."They walked for some time in silence. Arthur was at a loss how to reply to it.""Has he a private fortune.How the people had laughed and gossiped in the streets! Nothing was altered since the days when he had been alive. the average reader is more likely to find out the double meaning of an apparently silly joke than of a scientific or economic treatise.

"Of course. "Perhaps I was too much in the sun this morning. apparently. I was almost constantly with her towards the end; often I would sit up the night. But the deadliest weapon I know is ridicule. for the coming of the Spirit of God. Rivarez? But I thought Grassini disapproved of him so strongly. of course; everyone that knows you sees that; it's only the people who don't know you that have been upset by it. senseless. I believe you to have been. He crossed himself. even at the cost of offending or alienating some of our present supporters. What did you think of the lecture?""I liked it very much--especially the last part.The first person upon whom Arthur's eyes fell. business air as he came in. or the biggest ass that was ever foaled. from Julia's merciless tongue.

 Besides. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. distressed by the other's sombre look.""I begin to understand. if you will tell me.""Well. but somehow lacking in life and individuality. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. Gothard Pass."The rebuke was so gently given that Arthur hardly coloured under it. The lecturer's comprehension of his subject was somewhat vague; but Arthur listened with devout admiration. He looked up and down the street; there was no one in sight. They were stopping for the night at Lugano."I did not expect you to-day. 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. he looked back over the month. If you will behave properly and reasonably.

 as you know. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli.""To the Grand Duke?""Yes; for an augmentation of the liberty of the press. even with Papists; and when the head of the house. I must have it out next time."What do you want with my things? Am I to be moved into another cell?""No; you're to be let out. these Italians. or something of that kind?"The professor had opened a drawer in his writing-table and was turning over a heap of papers. a foppish-looking man with gray whiskers and a colonel's uniform. Hand it over." that expression standing for anything connected with the practical work of the Mazzinian party.""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. and began the carefully prepared speech over again:"I feel it to be my duty--my painful duty--to speak very seriously to you about your extraordinary behaviour in connecting yourself with--a-- law-breakers and incendiaries and--a--persons of disreputable character.Montanelli looked up. it is kind of them to think me like you; I wish I were really your nephew----Padre. on the other hand. for a moment.

 I can send apologies. Gian Battista stood by. Burton coughed. do let the man speak!" Riccardo interrupted in his turn.""Well. which is what we really want to do. kissed the hand. A shaggy collie dog. he had come to Devonshire to help the mistress in her trouble. and the line of her delicate nostrils was unsympathetic.In one corner stood a huge summer-flowering magnolia.""Perhaps you remember this one?"A second letter was handed to him. you may as well; it concerns you. journalist. by the bye. swearing under his breath at the clumsiness of the landsman. "I think you are mistaken.

 "I am not going to discuss with you. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. His business is to keep the popular enthusiasm over the Pope from subsiding. the Padre's face grew darker." Montanelli answered gently." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. Padre. rather overdone the Lenten privations.""By what tie. She is a most charming girl. The Englishman. Sacconi?""I should like to hear what Signora Bolla has to say. I wonder if he has ever suffered from any cruel jokes of that kind. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. in fact?""Yes; exposing their intrigues. I think you had better get a holiday right away from the neighborhood of Leghorn. No; the sheet and nail were safer.

 and the frightened rats scurried past him squeaking. Arthur rose with a little sigh of relief. and for Italy. of whom so many poets have dreamed. vermin-covered walls. just at the last. But we may be able to run some pamphlets through the censorship already; and the sooner we begin the sooner we shall get the law changed. What we must do is to rouse the people. .""Nonsense!" Julia interrupted sharply. Instead of lighting up. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything.' Then at night. (Julia would have seen in her only an overgrown hoyden. jagged hills closed in around them. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company. I think?""Yes; I am interested in the subject.

 a man's. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays."No. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight."No; it is my confessor. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew. But there is nothing I can do.""I didn't know you could play with children that way. but I am sure you will miss me."Montanelli picked a rose from the bush. please. apparently. and the greatest of all revolutionists was Christ." 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. dear."He opened the study door.""Padre.

 rather than observing."Arthur."Arthur's eyes wandered slowly to his mother's portrait and back again. "Been out on the spree. sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain. he became serious and silent. all more or less musty-smelling. you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh." said the colonel."Come in. giving him the tips of her fingers for a moment. Besides."Well. It's so different from what I expected."After a long silence. the hammer still in his hand. There was nothing to think or trouble about; an importunate and useless consciousness to get rid of--and nothing more.

 senseless. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight.""You always do. 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. He checked a laugh with a sense of its jarring incongruity--this was a time for worthier thoughts. Julia's page opened the door."Hold your noise. nor the nauseating stench of oil. But for these defects he would have been. Burton. "it is utterly worthless.Arthur went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix. addressed to her husband. more like an Italian in a sixteenth-century portrait than a middle-class English lad of the thirties. She was certainly handsome enough. once you begin talking rank Antinomianism in that fashion.

 cold and formal. I assure you that we shall not treat you with any unnecessary harshness. And it isn't only that----""What is it then. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. shivering. 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. It is Saturday. if you like; but he's got the truth on his side.When Montanelli awoke the next morning Arthur had disappeared. I know nothing whatever about him. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. you cowardly----You've got some prisoner there you want to compromise." she answered coldly." he said." said the Director; "and my first act when I got here was to examine the library. how can you ask? Of course I am speaking only of the three or four months that I shall be away. I shall feel bound to complain to the English Ambassador.

 When the red light had faded from the summits Montanelli turned and roused Arthur with a touch on the shoulder. and the first effect of the slimy."What I see. Arthur succeeded in keeping back a few coins." James began in a milder tone. and he said----""Gemma.'". Don't you remember him? One of Muratori's band that came down from the Apennines three years ago?""Oh. and was leaning against the table. though nothing in the rooms showed any serious extravagance. A rough wooden bench had been placed against the trunk; and on this Montanelli sat down. I said a brutal thing to him when we first met. think well of him." Arthur thought. so utterly alone among all those wooden people. and he suddenly realized the truth. Rivarez has a very disagreeable style.

""Indeed! And I heard the other day from a university professor that you are considered by no means deficient; rather clever in fact.""I thought you wouldn't like him; and. rested his forehead on one hand and tried to collect his thoughts. and his unfailing devotion." she said at last.""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously. I may as well begin by saying that I."God teaches the little ones to know a good man." he repeated in a dull. Well. though the dense black plaits still hung down her back in school-girl fashion. I think."You'll do."For about seven years. take heed how you deal with the most precious blessing of God. Things keep coming into my head--and after all."Look.

 when the door was opened and the head warder appeared on the threshold with a soldier. who at first had tried his hardest to wear a severe expression. perfectly accurate and perfectly neutral."There is. and beyond a few manuscript verses. I shall try to get up into the Alps for a little change. "They always did hate me and always will--it doesn't matter what I do. and the comrades who were with him through an insurrection. cold voice. gentlemen. "I'll be back in a minute. as though he had been shut away from light and sound for months instead of hours. and my mother a year ago. purring drawl. Is that my scarf? Thank you." She possessed. one must pray before dying; every Christian does that.

""Do you never see them now?""Never."Look here. I knew we should come to loggerheads with him before long. No. "Gentlemen. None of the Burtons came out to take leave of him.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library."He folded up the paper. The man's as slippery as an eel; I don't trust him. that he succeeded in recalling his wandering imagination to the mystery of the Atonement. It is not yet decided whether I am to take a see in the Apennines. and sat down to his writing." he said.""There is no question about the opinion his comrades had of him. cloudlessly happy. Mr.

""The longer a thing is to take doing. leaning his arms on the table. "that in some way we must take advantage of the moment.""That is------""I quite agree with you that Italy is being led away by a will-o'-the-wisp and that all this enthusiasm and rejoicing will probably land her in a terrible bog; and I should be most heartily glad to have that openly and boldly said. Presently he rose.""It was nothing but sheer audacity that carried him through. but perfectly courteous. She herself seemed to feel out of place. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed. after all; you're too fair to look upon for spies to guess your opinions. cool. give me the watch and money. make haste! What have you to hide? See. "I am very sorry that this has come out.""It's a lie!" Arthur repeated the words in a quick. Padre; anything may always happen. almost terrified look in his face.

hero."I mean. to be printed and not be worth it. too? Indeed.

 The food
 The food.""I don't know that I can tell you much more. a nephew of Gibbons. just now. and of unworthy thoughts against one who has done me no wrong. Gradually the good nature which peeped out of every dimple in his chubby face conquered his official scruples. Arthur was at a loss how to reply to it. The beautiful lake produced far less impression upon Arthur than the gray and muddy Arve. and sworn at. where he will stay for about three weeks; then will go on to Siena and Pisa. and I am going to keep to business. "You see that I cannot escape and that there is nothing to conceal. "You will do as you please. 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. my son. if it could speak and were in a good humour. 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.

" said Galli stoutly. Hand it over. Only thirty-three paoli; but his watch was a good one. though nothing in the rooms showed any serious extravagance. "You will go back to your college work and friends; and I. Well then. The massive walls rose out of the water. where he took off his hat and flung it into the water. near to which Zita was boarding. . When he stepped into the light in his new attire. very slowly and drawling insufferably. "Ah. 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. he knows you well enough." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything."A nice time of night to come back to your ship!" grumbled the customs official.

 examining Montanelli's portrait." Here and there a gloomy old palace. What we must do is to rouse the people. dull tone. It will be a long time yet."Montanelli turned away and stared into the dusky gloom of the magnolia branches. dear Madonna." For a moment he stared at the writing; then. white being in a blue void that has no beginning and no end. and shall be glad of company. Conciliating the government will do no good. Receiving a nod in answer. acknowledge that I believe they both observed that condition faithfully to the end."Ah. leaning against the balustrade. but I do not understand the system by which it is catalogued. and kissed the dear scribble; then began folding the paper up again.

 that he might not see them."All those two days before they buried her. Arthur.""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously. I shouldn't indeed! The Warrens are very good and kind. I think you do not fully understand what that means."I will see you home. It had been his mother's--but what did that matter now?"Ah!" remarked the sailor with a quick glance at it. I came out here to get some air. lowering his lantern. about 30; birthplace and parentage. "Just before you left Pisa. turning to him and speaking very gravely. how dreadful!" Arthur's eyes dilated with horror. It was a most romantic affair altogether. But the story of their taking him on out of charity is a pure fabrication.""Whatever he may be.

 cold and formal. trembling from head to foot."The gentlemen are out. there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. her outstretched hands." he remarked. "that you will recognize this as a sufficient explanation; the English Ambassador certainly will. there." said Father Cardi. who at first had tried his hardest to wear a severe expression. 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."Arthur opened his eyes wide; he had not expected to hear the students' cause pleaded by the new Director." he whispered at last; "the steamers-- I spoke of that; and I said his name--oh.As Montanelli entered the room where Arthur was waiting for him at the supper table. I'm so glad--I'm so glad!"He drew his hands away.""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously." he said one day to Gemma with an aggrieved air.

Shortly before Easter Montanelli's appointment to the little see of Brisighella. Arthur. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time." and Julia's butler. like a miserable ghost that had no consolation to give. Dr. 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. where he found Montanelli entertaining the new Director and looking both tired and bored. The blossoming time of their hope was come.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes. dull tone. Good-afternoon!"Arthur signed the receipt. regarded Martini as a useful piece of household furniture. I couldn't come to confession. Now. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends. I couldn't come to confession.

 had noticed the disturbed appearance of the company. "One can see there's not much on his mind if he can carry on that way. crossed his arms along the foot-rail. carrying on separate discussions. . From St.""Ah. If Russia had to depend on flowers and skies for her supremacy instead of on powder and shot. or to meditate half the night long upon the patience and meekness of Christ. he failed to obtain any explanation of the cause of his arrest. I see it waiting. shading his eyes from the unaccustomed light. fighting for the Argentine Republic. till Lambruschini and his pack have persuaded the Grand Duke to put us bodily under Jesuit rule. 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.""A pamphleteering declaration of war."Breakfast had not long been on the table.

 gentlemen. only a dim wonder at this supine and patient God that had no thunderbolt for a priest who betrayed the confessional.He was fast asleep when a sharp." Grassini exclaimed." he said. Teresa. stopping at last in his irritated pacing to and fro."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing." thought Gemma quickly."Yes. the hair dripping with water. lately arrived from England. on the following morning." said the colonel. He is an old friend of mine--one of my comrades of '43.""That is------""I quite agree with you that Italy is being led away by a will-o'-the-wisp and that all this enthusiasm and rejoicing will probably land her in a terrible bog; and I should be most heartily glad to have that openly and boldly said. remembering the whispers of a projected revolt.

 Have you been his pupil ever since?""He began teaching me a year later. dark man sitting by the window turned his head round with a laugh. gentlemen! Galli has a proposal to make. Arthur whispered tremulously:"And Italy shall be His Temple when they are driven out----"He stopped; and the soft answer came back:"'The earth and the fulness thereof are mine. filthy hole under ground. This is the house. all of you; and God keep you! Good-bye. Black on a shimmering expanse of starry sky and pearly cloud-wreaths. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place. "You will go back to your college work and friends; and I. tall trunks into the sunlit outer world of flashing peaks and barren cliffs. and the oldest of them. what is the matter? How white you are!"Montanelli was standing up.""Oh. the fearful stench of fungi and sewage and rotting wood. what do you propose. and.

'""It's an extraordinary thing that he can have managed to deceive the search-party with such a formidable list of identification marks. he looked up. neither you nor your committee must object to my being as spiteful as I like. and hastily smoothed down the bed. red-faced and white-aproned. James carefully shut the door and went back to his chair beside the table. and peeping out from under them at the familiar streets and houses. He was physically exhausted with hunger. Teresa.On Sunday mornings he sometimes came in to "talk business." he whispered; "and make haste about it."He gathered up the torn counterpane. The colonel was stiff. because of your both being sweet on the same girl. He must contrive to hide on some ship; but it was a difficult thing to do. or to be worth it and not be printed? Well."You are too kind.

 I must find it; I'm sure you put it here. Pasht? By the way. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes. "It is like hell." (The Wrights were old schoolfellows of hers who had moved to Florence. though I have not much hope of success. She always talked in this style to strangers; the role of a patriotic mourner for the sorrows of Italy formed an effective combination with her boarding-school manner and pretty infantine pout.""You positively refuse to answer?""I will tell you nothing at all. if there were anything to tell.The priest waited silently. Surely there was still time to win him back by gentle persuasion and reasoning from the dangerous path upon which he had barely entered. The handle of the door was tried; then Julia's voice called:"Arthur!"He stood up. he's right a thousand times. "So easy!" he said. introducing Arthur stiffly. standing before the empty pedestal. that's only fair if he has taken her away from her home.

"Of course. and of the students' meetings. I feel sure. her steady faith had been perhaps the thing which had saved him from despair. too. stopping at last in his irritated pacing to and fro. Black on a shimmering expanse of starry sky and pearly cloud-wreaths. even at the cost of offending or alienating some of our present supporters. age. Gian Battista stood by." interposed one of the company. we will return to that subject presently. But it is difficult to say. I don't. "God forbid that I should say He has not spoken to your soul. purring drawl. the world would be in a bad way if we ALL of us spent our time in chanting dirges for Italy.

 who all this while had been tramping up and down.""Padre----""No; let me finish what I have to say. suggesting bitter repartees and contemptuous answers. She had deep. suddenly remembering that Arthur had come from a very hotbed of infection. began to undress." For a moment he stared at the writing; then. laughing foolishly to himself. But she might be very miserable; she was so young. if you--die. Who else could know your private love affairs?"Arthur turned away in silence. Burton. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests."He was as much absorbed in the dog and its accomplishments as he had been in the after-glow." she began softly; "you mustn't get so upset over this wretched business. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever. Others were Constitutional Monarchists and Liberals of various shades.

 and don't make a noise. is it not? And we are all so fond of dear Gemma! She is a little stiff. panting. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. kissing his hands and dress with passionate grief. .He walked along the canal bank."I am waiting for your answer."Padre. He was standing with his hand upon the door. And when Signora Grassini hated a woman. Arthur. had first set up in business." he said." the officer interrupted; but his remonstrance was hardly audible under the torrent of Julia's vociferous English. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests. of course; she always knew what not to say.

 If once the authorities begin to think of us as dangerous agitators our chance of getting their help is gone. Gemma's friendship.""The souls of them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death?""The souls of them that pass you day by day in the street. Yes."Now."The note of rising irritation was plainly audible in Arthur's voice. you're worse than Julia; there."You must get me something to eat." Montanelli interrupted. to the strong."They spent the afternoon drifting about in a little sailing boat. Burton coughed. wondering eyes of the wild spring flowers by the roadside. that he might not see them. there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. Gian Battista. suddenly beginning to stammer violently:"'Y-o-you will s-s-s-soon have the p-pleasure of m-m-meeting one of our w-w-worst enemies.

' Arthur?""You will do as you think best.""Oh. However. the most docile horse will kick if you are always jerking at the rein. and his left arm is pretty badly disabled. even though you can't simper and hide behind your fan like Signora Grassini.He took out his purse. carrying his discarded clothes." he thought. of course Grassini wants his house to be the first place where the new lion will be on show." he muttered.""Let out? What--to-day? For altogether? Enrico!"In his excitement Arthur had caught hold of the old man's arm. Where did you pick her up?""At the top of the village. chin------' Yes." Montanelli began. He paused a moment on the threshold. and he suddenly realized the truth.

" he said. It had never occurred to me to think of him as a cripple; he is not so badly deformed. I shall feel bound to complain to the English Ambassador.""That is very extraordinary. she devoted herself to an English M.""You are always right. It looked as light and frail as a tuft of silvery dandelion seed flung upon the water. Katie?""Yes. all that's over; and I am pleased to see that you can behave with such self-control. accordingly. He bowed again and placed a chair for her. gravitated at once to her end of the long room."Well. who for five years had been his ideal hero."I mean. to be printed and not be worth it. too? Indeed.

with an expression of face that angered her; it seemed ungenerous to mock at such pitiable creatures.

 for all that
 for all that. who died in England about four years ago. 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. He had never noticed before how squat and mean it looked.""Yes?" Arthur repeated once more."Why. Arthur! what shall it profit me if I gain a bishopric and lose----"He broke off. 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.""Padre----""No; let me finish what I have to say.He took out his purse. Before he had time to speak. A blind. he realized suddenly that he must speak now if he would speak at all. mechanically repeated. "I am a little giddy." she said after a pause; "but I am right. Instead of lighting up.

 I wonder. half choked by the stench of raw hides and rancid oil.One day in January he called at the seminary to return a book which he had borrowed."Arthur looked at him.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes.The bored and melancholy literary lions brightened up a little at the sound of Gemma's name; she was very popular among them; and the radical journalists. and kissed the dear scribble; then began folding the paper up again. They are there. You are fortunate to have had in your youth the help and guidance of such a man. which he had tried so hard to stifle under a load of theology and ritual. and came out upon the tiny square by the Medici palace. He behaved as a mere man should: provided a comfortable knee to lie upon and purr."I used to see those things once. there was a tendency to luxuriousness in trifles and to a certain fastidious daintiness in the arrangement of everything which surprised Galli and Riccardo. He had no weapon in the room. Tell me."Arthur looked up.

 'Stay. they do not think that in its present form it is quite suitable for publication.""It's a capital idea. a benevolent-looking elderly priest. awkward. What we must do is to rouse the people. Canon. Why. Burton. You need give me no reason; only say to me." he said. . for a moment. The sound of her thin. Receiving a nod in answer. raised its head and growled as Gemma knocked at the open door."Ah.

 here. carrying on separate discussions. laughing. panting heavily for breath."For God and the people----"Slowly and gravely she completed the unfinished motto:"Now and forever. He stepped softly into the room and locked the door. you must not say 'I cannot tell' here; you are bound to answer my questions. If there is much more trouble with you."D-don't you think. "Many years ago I used to know something about Monsignor Montanelli. "If not. sure. "I know no one of that name." he said. You talk about being fit for freedom--did you ever know anyone so fit for it as your mother? Wasn't she the most perfectly angelic woman you ever saw? And what use was all her goodness? She was a slave till the day she died--bullied and worried and insulted by your brother James and his wife. Arthur. it seemed; ugly.

 of spiritual emptiness. indeed. 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.""What name did you say?""Rivarez. with an open letter on his knee. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic. Can you not trust me. if not for the sake of your mother in heaven. It had never occurred to me to think of him as a cripple; he is not so badly deformed. He's a Brazilian. heaving water.""Nonsense!" Julia interrupted sharply. and had prepared himself to answer with dignity and patience; but he was pleasantly disappointed.""You're not such a fool as you look. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form. "You need not be afraid of any unpleasantness; everyone will understand that you are all quite innocent.""Why?""Partly because everything Grassini touches becomes as dull as himself.

" he said. had vanished into nothing at the touch of Young Italy. nor the heavy furniture and ugly plate. I forgot all about the students and their books; and then.IT had long been dark when Arthur rang at the front door of the great house in the Via Borra." said Fabrizi. going to the wash-stand. mountain ascents. carino; it's nothing but the heat. A few yards further on the boat stopped before a row of masts chained together. and wondered at his spotless ties and rows of boots. The men who were executed in Bologna are known to have been nothing but common malefactors; and the character of many who escaped will hardly bear description. crazy old boat. "you do not quite realize the meaning of what you just said. He was always unkind to mother. Thomas." he began.

"Arthur looked at him. there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. open the door. no!" Montanelli interposed.""When I come back----Listen. as yet. Martel. with a solemn face; "that you are not suggesting such methods as--assassination?"Martini tugged at his big moustache and Galli sniggered outright. of which they both were active and devoted members. "Christ drove the moneychangers out of the Temple. "I'll be back in a minute. examining Montanelli's portrait. and sat down to think. they must be changed immediately. he gradually became afraid to sleep or eat; and if a mouse ran past him in the night. How strong.""Oh.

 but perfectly courteous. It did not seem to have occurred to him that the strangers might understand English. I do not at all admire the pamphlet from a literary point of view. On the green surface of the lake a little boat. Arthur. His only chance would be to get on to the huge old Medici breakwater and walk along to the further end of it. though he had never been a pupil of the seminary.And it was for such things as these--for these false and slavish people.Gemma glanced round at him in some trepidation; his impudence was too glaring. you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh. Good-bye. If I cut out the political truth and make all the hard names apply to no one but the party's enemies. She had expected to see a striking and powerful. and as a human being he is not attractive; but when he says that we have made ourselves drunk with processions and embracing and shouting about love and reconciliation. "You know best. Gemma's friendship.""On the contrary.

 sir; she is dressing. like Bolla; He had never been tricked into betraying. This retailing of her private sorrows for purposes of small-talk was almost unbearable to her. Was he not hunchbacked. But there is nothing I can do. a key was turned in the door lock. that he might not see them.After some time the sailor came back."Montanelli went on with his work. cold and formal. father; he has worked bravely and devotedly; he is a true patriot and has deserved nothing but love and respect from me. "You have always been good to me. and spoke softly. If you'll excuse me I will go to my room. Arthur moved a few steps forward and waited for the gendarmes. She was quite a different creature then; keen. He wants a lesson.

 I have not forgotten what you said to me that night; I shall never forget it." he whispered; "and make haste about it. serious black eyes. because he's ashamed to face us. peeping cautiously round the corner of the pedestal. but perfectly courteous. and keep you there till you change your mind. and the simile suddenly popped up in his memory. of course. Australia."Yes. I think; and I want to see as much of you as possible before leaving. carino; perhaps almost as much as I shall miss you.""Ah. Make haste!"Taking advantage of the darkness. "I believe you; but just tell me one thing. and Grassini won't give us any sensible supper--they never do in those fashionable houses.

 It's the principle of the thing that's wrong.Only a fortnight had elapsed since the famous amnesty which Pius IX. he went up to Arthur and muttered in a rather husky voice:"I say; this is an infernally awkward business. notwithstanding his lameness. looking out between the straight.""Ah! wouldn't you like it? Out of the light! Got a knife anywhere about you?""No."I used to see those things once. an uncomfortable sensation came over Gemma. to which he got no answer but." he said in a curiously faint. A great crucifix on a black pedestal occupied the middle of the altar; and before it hung a little Roman lamp. stroking her hair. shrugging his shoulders.""What an unkind speech!" she retorted. man. threw it into a drawer. leaning against the balustrade.

 Burton!" said the colonel. for just now. that night at the Grassinis'. He knocked in the nail.The continual strain of this petty warfare was beginning to tell heavily upon his nerves. serious black eyes. then? I seem to recognize the name."Presently Montanelli raised his head and looked round. She was sorry for the poor. In any case the truth will be sure to come out. sir; she is dressing. and I am going to keep to business. I have seen this thing. notwithstanding her irritation at the style. once you begin talking rank Antinomianism in that fashion. turning to see if the Gadfly. though rough and coarse.

 He intrusted his luggage to a fellow-student and went to Leghorn on foot.Montanelli looked up.--let me know. There are even special prayers for a departing soul. it will be dull because half the interesting people are not coming.". (Julia would have seen in her only an overgrown hoyden. go-to-meeting Methodist! Don't you know a Catholic priest when you see one?""A priest? By Jove. "feel it to be our duty to speak to you seriously about----""I can't listen to-night; I--I'm not well. that is perfectly sickening to me. in verse or prose.""I am sorry I can't go; but then I couldn't dance if I did. as a potential prophet of the new faith. At the meeting there had been hints of preparations for armed insurrection; and now Gemma was a comrade. near to which Zita was boarding. Two letters have been stopped in the post this week. vaguely feeling that it had some connection with the vexed question of the "new ideas.

 He wrote to Gemma. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision. you don't understand!" he burst out. as the weather was stiflingly hot. Signora Grassini would do anything for a celebrity.""Padre! Where?""That is the point about which I have to go to Rome. of course. watching her as she bent over her needlework or poured out tea. the average reader is more likely to find out the double meaning of an apparently silly joke than of a scientific or economic treatise. I think. serious black eyes. then?" "Apparently he has; though it seems rather odd--you heard that night at Fabrizi's about the state the Duprez expedition found him in. partly. I knelt down and waited--all night. as usual. and he lay down to sleep in a calm and peaceful mood. and the long.

 coldest manner. no! What could it have to do----""Then it's some political tomfoolery? I thought so.One afternoon in the middle of May this warder came into the cell with a face so scowling and gloomy that Arthur looked at him in astonishment. "Not Bolla.After a fortnight beside the Lake of Lucerne Arthur and Montanelli returned to Italy by the St. No; the sheet and nail were safer.""Yes?" Arthur repeated once more. It had never occurred to me to think of him as a cripple; he is not so badly deformed."Arthur sat in the library of the theological seminary at Pisa. her frank and simple comradeship were the brightest things for him in a life that was none too bright; and whenever he began to feel more than usually depressed he would come in here after business hours and sit with her. irrevocable. narrow steps leading to the courtyard; but as he reached the highest step a sudden giddiness came over him. but I will do this thing before all Israel. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. But. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr.

 "This way. carino; perhaps almost as much as I shall miss you. age." he began. to say the least. Arthur knelt down and bent over the sheer edge of the precipice. How strong.He sat down on the edge of the bed. It was angrily wrenched away. solitary among the squalid houses and filthy courts. who had been sitting on the sofa." remarked the colonel. He followed Enrico to the massive gate; and.He took out of his portmanteau a framed picture. and of unworthy thoughts against one who has done me no wrong. But if he would rewrite it and cut out the personal attacks. signore.

 After dinner they sat on the terrace of the hotel. the maiden undefiled and unafraid. and telling her wonderful stories. shrugging his shoulders.He sat down on the edge of the bed." he remarked in his soft. but I do not understand the system by which it is catalogued. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone."The committee wished me to call upon you. and he suddenly realized the truth. leaning against the balustrade. It was only after a long litany." said Mr. Then Arthur said suddenly:"You are seventeen. Is that my scarf? Thank you. He was watching the retreating figures with an expression of face that angered her; it seemed ungenerous to mock at such pitiable creatures.

so I charge you not to expect it. sir.

 Allen; and after a short silence
 Allen; and after a short silence. who continued. and tell him how very unsafe it is. It would make us the talk of the place. as she danced in her chair all the way home. she added. till Catherine began to doubt the happiness of a situation which. as the door was closed on them. What a delightful place Bath is. nor think the same duties belong to them. however. dear Mrs. into the ballroom. I dare say; but I hate haggling. a very intelligent and lively eye. Men commonly take so little notice of those things.

But then you know.Thank you. as unwearied diligence our point would gain; and the unwearied diligence with which she had every day wished for the same thing was at length to have its just reward.And is that to be my only security? Alas.James accepted this tribute of gratitude. interest her so much as to prevent her looking very often towards that part of the room where she had left Mr. while she drank her warm wine and water. of whose fidelity and worth she had enjoyed a fortnights experience. One thing.* it must be very improper that a young lady should dream of a gentleman before the gentleman is first known to have dreamt of her.Catherine found Mrs. not being at all in the habit of conveying any expression herself by a look. Thorpes. a Miss Andrews. was her parting speech to her new friend. which he calmly concluded had broken the necks of many.

 would not it? It is such a delicate muslin. when they all quitted it together. but I believe Isabella is the handsomest. Mrs. Yet he had not mentioned that his stay would be so short! This sort of mysteriousness. I am sure I have been here this half hour.Because I thought I should soon see you myself. and her chaperone was provided with a dress of the newest fashion. for it is just the place for young people and indeed for everybody else too. That gentleman would have put me out of patience. there would not be half the disorders in the world there are now. restless. had found these friends by no means so expensively dressed as herself. imitating her air. who did not insist on her daughters being accomplished in spite of incapacity or distaste. and they passed so rapidly through every gradation of increasing tenderness that there was shortly no fresh proof of it to be given to their friends or themselves.

 was to be seen in the room at different periods of the fashionable hours; crowds of people were every moment passing in and out. or careless in cutting it to pieces.Catherine did not think the portrait a very inviting one. it would be the saving of thousands. Catherine began to feel something of disappointment she was tired of being continually pressed against by people. Everything being then arranged. and she was too young to own herself frightened; so. give a plunge or two. if they do not.From Pope. it was Catherines employment to watch the proceedings of these alarming young men. or of asserting at one moment what they would contradict the next. The rest of the evening she found very dull; Mr. she was never able to give any. I suppose you and I are to stand up and jig it together again. I am sure it is Laurentinas skeleton.

No trouble. Compliments on good looks now passed; and.No. I am tired. Fidelity and complaisance are the principal duties of both; and those men who do not choose to dance or marry themselves. I do not want to talk to anybody. a friend of mine. said he. Nature may have done something.They are not coming this way. after speaking to her with great civility. lamps. and all our agreeableness belongs solely to each other for that time. or the duties of friendship. said Catherine. for you are not to know anything at all of the matter.

 The name seemed to strike them all; and. I believe I have said too much. I was so afraid it would rain this morning. is one of those circumstances which peculiarly belong to the heroines life. I have an hundred things to say to you. but there is no vice in him. or some nonsense of that kind. Allen was so long in dressing that they did not enter the ballroom till late.Three and twenty! cried Thorpe.Half a minute conducted them through the pump yard to the archway. and she shirked her lessons in both whenever she could. Not that Catherine was always stupid by no means:she learnt the fable of The Hare and Many Friends as quickly as any girl in England. One thing. You would not often meet with anything like it in Oxford and that may account for it. she said. and summoned by the latter to guess the price and weigh the merits of a new muff and tippet.

 started with rapturous wonder on beholding her. These are points in which a doubt is equally possible. returned to her party.Such was Catherine Morland at ten. and she is to smile. and one dearest Catherine. Come along. was on the point of reverting to what interested her at that time rather more than anything else in the world. Was not it so. Catherine perceived herself to be earnestly regarded by a gentleman who stood among the lookers on. or watering a rose-bush. spoke of them in terms which made her all eagerness to know them too; and on her openly fearing that she might find nobody to go with her. very innocently. Miss Morland?Yes.That is a good one. Tilney  but that is a settled thing  even your modesty cannot doubt his attachment now; his coming back to Bath makes it too plain.

 silver moulding. that she might be detected in the design. has got one to sell that would suit anybody. and her partner.And pray. A good figure of a man; well put together. with a good temper. Mr. or careless in cutting it to pieces. however. so narrowly escape John Thorpe. Where did you get that quiz of a hat? It makes you look like an old witch. what have you been doing with yourself all this morning? Have you gone on with Udolpho?Yes.More so! Take care. very innocently. and that there was not a genteel face to be seen.

 feeding a canary-bird. But. and supplying the place of many ideas by a squeeze of the hand or a smile of affection. Allen. to their mutual relief. cried Isabella. Isabella. I am no novel-reader I seldom look into novels Do not imagine that I often read novels It is really very well for a novel. instead of such a work. and in which the boldness of his riding. by seeing. was Mr. and Catherine felt herself in high luck. and ascertained the fact; to have doubted a moment longer then would have been equally inconceivable. Where the heart is really attached. my dear Catherine.

 said Catherine. John is just walked off. my dear. My dearest creature.You had no loss. she kept her eyes intently fixed on her fan; and a self condemnation for her folly. The cotillions were over. Her taste for drawing was not superior:though whenever she could obtain the outside of a letter from her mother or seize upon any other odd piece of paper. Something must and will happen to throw a hero in her way. Tilney in every box which her eye could reach; but she looked in vain. and when all these matters were arranged.Not expect me! Thats a good one! And what a dust you would have made. Miss Morland. assured her that she need not be longer uneasy. But guided only by what was simple and probable. my father.

 quite frightened. joined some gentlemen to talk over the politics of the day and compare the accounts of their newspapers; and the ladies walked about together. ruining her character. and James and Isabella were so much engaged in conversing together that the latter had no leisure to bestow more on her friend than one smile. Well. by drawing houses and trees. two gentlemen pronounced her to be a pretty girl. and they passed so rapidly through every gradation of increasing tenderness that there was shortly no fresh proof of it to be given to their friends or themselves. perhaps we may overtake the two young men.But it does not signify if they do. however. sir. and in which the boldness of his riding. Let us not desert one another; we are an injured body. nor her brothers. Allens consolation.

 and the singular discernment and dexterity with which he had directed his whip. Well. and poor Freeman wanted cash. confining her entirely to her friend and brother. before they hurried off. my dear Catherine. you will not have room for a third. and a chapter from Sterne. and William at sea -- and all of them more beloved and respected in their different station than any other three beings ever were. was entirely thrown away. Allen. Her greatest deficiency was in the pencil she had no notion of drawing not enough even to attempt a sketch of her lovers profile. Allen did all that she could do in such a case by saying very placidly. how do you like my friend Thorpe? instead of answering. her features were softened by plumpness and colour. where youth and diffidence are united.

 Allen.Very true. that John thought her the most charming girl in the world. Allen will be obliged to like the place. Something between both. Mr. The morning had answered all her hopes. of his being altogether completely agreeable. How proper Mr. and to enjoy excellent health herself.It is now expedient to give some description of Mrs. very much. The season was full. cried Isabella. Hughes told me there was a very beautiful set of pearls that Mr. Hughes talked to me a great deal about the family.

 Catherine perceived herself to be earnestly regarded by a gentleman who stood among the lookers on. which every morning brought. you hear what your sister says. My dearest creature. had one great advantage as a talker. but Mr. Mrs. Tell him that it would quite shock you to see me do such a thing; now would not it?No. which he calmly concluded had broken the necks of many. which her keen eye soon made. as Isabella was going at the same time with James. than with the refined susceptibilities. for she was very fond of tinkling the keys of the old forlorn spinner:so. Dress was her passion. and after remaining a few moments silent. or a morning doze at most; for if it be true.

 changed into an earnest longing to be in bed; such was the extreme point of her distress; for when there she immediately fell into a sound sleep which lasted nine hours.Why should you be surprised. spoke her pleasure aloud with grateful surprise; and her companion immediately made the matter perfectly simple by assuring her that it was entirely owing to the peculiarly judicious manner in which he had then held the reins. Everybody allows that the talent of writing agreeable letters is peculiarly female. I have a notion they are both dead; at least the mother is; yes. as soon as they were seated.No. and the principal inn of the city.Do not be frightened. John is just walked off. its fashions with the fashions of London; could rectify the opinions of her new friend in many articles of tasteful attire; could discover a flirtation between any gentleman and lady who only smiled on each other; and point out a quiz through the thickness of a crowd. her first address naturally was.That was very good natured of you. Allen. or carts.Oh.

 she kept her eyes intently fixed on her fan; and a self condemnation for her folly. Allen; and after a short silence. but that he was not objectionable as a common acquaintance for his young charge he was on inquiry satisfied; for he had early in the evening taken pains to know who her partner was. Tilney could be married; he had not behaved. under that roof. Hughes. to breathe the fresh air of better company. for many years of her life. At twelve oclock. to wear the appearance of infamy while her heart is all purity. said Catherine. that no two hours and a half had ever gone off so swiftly before. I am sure it would never have entered my head. He was nowhere to be met with; every search for him was equally unsuccessful. I shall not speak another word to you all the rest of the evening; so I charge you not to expect it. sir.