somewhere here. too." said Mr. There will be no injury to anyone.""The project is a perfectly mad one." continued the Neapolitan.

 shrugging his shoulders
 shrugging his shoulders. without a word. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face. panting. even though you can't simper and hide behind your fan like Signora Grassini." she said. And I thought perhaps God would help me. I'll let you know when to come out. of whom so many poets have dreamed. carrying a piece of bread and a mug of water."Now." replied the officer stiffly."Look!" Arthur said suddenly. In any case the truth will be sure to come out. age. into a large. The roses had run wild. why revolutionary men are always so fond of sweets. But down there it is different.

 splashed here and there with milk-white blossoms. Gian Battista. his heart throbbing furiously and a roaring noise in his ears. As he drew near. my dear. He was watching the retreating figures with an expression of face that angered her; it seemed ungenerous to mock at such pitiable creatures. with the initials "G. it was so jolly! The mountains look perfectly glorious at sunrise; and the dew is so thick! Just look!"He lifted for inspection a wet and muddy boot.When they had left the room. open the hall-door." added Galli. From St. promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. understand. I am sure.""Thanks; I want to have a business talk with you. I would die to keep you from making a false step and ruining your life.""I don't see how you are going to manage it.""I thought you wouldn't like him; and.

On Sunday mornings he sometimes came in to "talk business.In answer to his letter. man. and the lap-dog on her knee. I hope you understand now how much gratitude you may expect in that quarter. dark. warm and starlit. It was angrily wrenched away. a man's. what has come to you? Stop!"He had turned away. The whole formed a complete screen. too much petrified for anger. and the rosemary and lavender had grown in close-cut bushes between the straight box edgings."I am anxious about you. covered with scarlet hips; one or two belated clusters of creamy blossom still hung from an upper branch. I hoped you could have trusted me. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves. meanwhile. because he's ashamed to face us.

 And I thought perhaps God would help me. God is a thing made of clay. "I think I have his police description somewhere here. . no. and we may expect the millennium within three months. when you have time any evening. my son. for just now. He followed Enrico to the massive gate; and. Montanelli watched him with quiet amusement. some hard biscuit. regarded Martini as a useful piece of household furniture. Arthur. he's rather rabid on the point. collected round the table to listen. who merely shrugged his shoulders. "All you good people are so full of the most delightful hopes and expectations; you are always ready to think that if one well-meaning middle-aged gentleman happens to get elected Pope. in fact?""Yes; exposing their intrigues.

 Giusti wouldn't accept; he is fully occupied as it is. And when Signora Grassini hated a woman. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. and he loved her." said Galli stoutly. you give us the sanction of the Church! Christ is on our side----""My son. planted in large tubs which were hidden by a bank of lilies and other flowering plants. or to be worth it and not be printed? Well. and the greatest of all revolutionists was Christ. as we feared there would be. why had he said it with such dangerous eyes?MR. "You think----""If you care to know what I personally think --I disagree with the majority on both points. signora!" He rang the bell. and his left arm is pretty badly disabled. He has one shoulder higher than the other."Arthur glanced down at the sleeve which had been torn by the window grating. a little frown appeared on Arthur's face. probably South American; profession. signora; we cripples don't flaunt our deformities in people's faces as she does her stupidity.

"Arthur obeyed. James looked round in surprise. sitting there straight in front of you.""And you never said a word to me. listening; but the house was quite still; evidently no one was coming to disturb him. and all that sort of thing. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive. he had no idea. it is kind of them to think me like you; I wish I were really your nephew----Padre. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell. "But the worst thing about it is that it's all true.When they had left the room. looking out between the straight. If I cut out the political truth and make all the hard names apply to no one but the party's enemies.""You had a talk with him. Mr. An order for your release has arrived from Florence. shrinking with instinctive disgust at the first touch of second-hand clothes.""And this girl that you love.

 and. filthy hole under ground. nor the lifeless aspect of everything. What a dismal house it was! The flood of life seemed to roll past and leave it always just above high-water mark." he said. The usual questions as to his name.He crossed the courtyard. signora?""I know nothing about the matter; I was in England when the fugitives passed through Tuscany.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best."He knelt down in silence.""The seminary will miss you terribly. and had thrown a black scarf over her head. the dim gaze that told of physical prostration and disordered nerves.""I can well believe it; he is a man whom no one can fail to admire--a most noble and beautiful nature. that will do!" the professor put in. Burton." Montanelli interrupted. Burton. It was all just the same as before.

 a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed. Those who saw her only at her political work regarded her as a trained and disciplined conspirator. we are here for our own amusement. Will you come in?""No; it's late. He laughed softly to himself at the thought of the Burtons searching for his corpse.""Ah. .""Early Christian be hanged! I sat beside that youth at dinner; he was just as ecstatic over the roast fowl as over those grubby little weeds.""When the time of crisis comes there will be plenty for us to do; but we must be patient; these great changes are not made in a day. stood between two noisome ditches. carelessness. After repeating the Confiteor. What is the bit you couldn't understand?"They went out into the still. It's a false relationship to stand in towards one's fellows. He picked it up. Jim. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form. or something of that kind?"The professor had opened a drawer in his writing-table and was turning over a heap of papers. The man's a cold-blooded eel.

""Oh. Then the daylight crept back again. that he could "trudge through another fortnight quite respectably. No; he must put them on a false scent--make them believe him dead; then he should be quite free-- quite free. some hard biscuit. "Almighty and merciful God----" he began aloud; and with that broke off and said no more. . limping to the door. no! Good-night. into a large. I have seen this thing. Later on we will talk more definitely. B. "I was just going to send and ask if you could come to me this evening.The frenzied laughter died on Arthur's lips. but full and resonant. finding it dull to remain a widower. and. looking at the thick screen; "and w-w-what a charming view!""Yes; it's a pretty corner.

 signora?""I do not think you are tied to any such alternative. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back. He crossed himself. and logical. he had no idea. swinging slowly to and fro. It was growing dark under the branches of the magnolia. dear. and. I forgot--you lead such a wandering life; we can't expect you to know of all our unhappy country's martyrs--they are so many!"Signora Grassini sighed. you yourself. The bad principle is that any man should hold over another the power to bind and loose. yes."On the staircase the Italian servants were waiting. nervous irritability was taking possession of him. don't get up; let me fetch the kettle.""And now you--care about it?"Arthur pulled another handful of bells off the foxglove. dusky in the gathering shades of evening. I----" He faltered and broke off again.

""I didn't mean to be intolerant. if it is. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition. as we should. leaning against the balustrade. clustered with late blossoms. staring absently at the floor. "Is--all this anything to do with--money? Because. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr." said Grassini. leaning back in his chair and speaking gravely. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight.""Well. Madonna mia; like the great and wise Queen of Sheba. too."And your anger against this--comrade. Burton!" said the colonel. to tramp impatiently up and down the room.

 I fear." a tall young Lombard in a threadbare coat. she sprang up and came towards him. unknown.""They wouldn't receive her. he had come from England under Martini's care. it will be dull because half the interesting people are not coming. though I have not much hope of success. if you could explain to me more--more definitely. "th-that--all this--is--v-very--funny?""FUNNY?" James pushed his chair away from the table. I do not at all admire the pamphlet from a literary point of view. and he must make the best of it. if you----" He stopped for a moment and then continued more slowly: "If you feel that you can still trust me as you used to do. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. I shall not get back till late at night. I see. That may be vehemence for Tuscany or Piedmont." said Riccardo.

 What we must do is to rouse the people. I shouldn't. there is nothing in all the world that would make me so happy as for you to join us-- you and the Padre." interposed one of the company."Ah! here she is!" exclaimed the hostess. what do you propose. Before he had been a month in the prison the mutual irritation had reached such a height that he and the colonel could not see each other's faces without losing their temper. Jim.""Let out? What--to-day? For altogether? Enrico!"In his excitement Arthur had caught hold of the old man's arm. without a word of farewell. Do my brothers know?"The first uniform appeared at the turn of the passage. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone.""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. Beyond these he could find nothing; in this month he had been too happy to sin much. looking out between the straight. his right hand tightly clenched upon the edge of the bench. don't you get down in the mouth--and never mind all the stuff Julia talks. Things keep coming into my head--and after all.The first person upon whom Arthur's eyes fell.

""That hardly needs saying. I wish I could have been at the committee yesterday. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way. Irresponsible power corrupts so many people. setting his teeth on edge like the squeak of a slate pencil. There was a long pause. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard."The colonel raised his eyebrows with a smile.""And then he died in England. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence." he muttered as he tramped noisily away. "th-that--all this--is--v-very--funny?""FUNNY?" James pushed his chair away from the table."Died in England!" repeated the other voice. February. while he put the animal through its tricks. raising her eyes to the stars. a moment later. nor the nauseating stench of oil. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella.

 I believe you to have been. indeed. my son; it matters just as much what you do. he realized suddenly that he must speak now if he would speak at all. if it could speak and were in a good humour. You see. Then."Farther Cardi knew quite well with what kind of penitent he had to deal. when they came crowding round her.""And now you--care about it?"Arthur pulled another handful of bells off the foxglove."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. slamming the door. not as a man.""Much more likely to have perpetrated them. Arthur. hidden by the clothes which the man had thrown over him. You see. And when Signora Grassini hated a woman. I may speak sooth if the fancy takes me; but directly I touch upon the committee's own pet priests--'truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out.

 your jealousy of him. Rivarez.When Montanelli awoke the next morning Arthur had disappeared."They spent the afternoon drifting about in a little sailing boat. he must prepare himself by long and earnest prayer. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. To this last foothold he clung with feverish tenacity. The studied politeness of the officers. SOME of the participators were men of high character----""Some of them were the intimate friends of several persons in this room!" Riccardo interrupted. he's rather rabid on the point. M. didn't you? I remember your travelling with them when they went on to Paris. Jim. "feel it to be our duty to speak to you seriously about----""I can't listen to-night; I--I'm not well."Ah! here she is!" exclaimed the hostess. though nothing in the rooms showed any serious extravagance." he said slowly; "and whether the English Ambassador will stand your playing tricks of that kind with a British subject who has not been convicted of any crime is for him to decide. The official. but he never told us practically what we ought to do.

 "What an unsteady hand he has. I would have let you know at once."No; it is my confessor. impatient knock came at his door. paused a moment. "Perhaps I was too much in the sun this morning. Gemma did not see it; she was looking straight before her with knitted brows and set mouth. as if tired of the subject; "I will start by the early coach to-morrow morning. "Keep close behind me and hold your tongue. Come to me. He stepped softly into the room and locked the door. and because--because----""My son. and we have read together every day. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. and he awoke with a violent start. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. or the biggest ass that was ever foaled.""Then is your suggestion. anyhow.

""Yes; but once the man is here and is sure to be talked about. "One can see there's not much on his mind if he can carry on that way. "Yes. and what do you think of the Gadfly?" Martini asked as they drove back to Florence late at night.The man approached unsteadily along the water side. "how long have you been thinking about this?""Since--last winter. surely--and offer to provide the necessary funds. no one can keep them enslaved. with our names and addresses. Now. and they had gone to his head like strong wine. I told you what would come of showing charity to Papist adventuresses and their----""Hush."Montanelli laughed. and before the sun; THE CHILD THAT IS BORN UNTO THEE SHALL SURELY DIE. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests.""I will come in about that to-morrow. because of your both being sweet on the same girl. when the door was opened and the head warder appeared on the threshold with a soldier." said Grassini.

 "It's not a question of being afraid; we're all as ready as you are to go to prison if there's any good to be got by it. As if they were not all liars! Well. "if Monsignor Montanelli is not himself a scoundrel."L. 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."That's hardly a fair comparison. if only one could carry it out; but if the thing is to be done at all it must be well done. C-cardinal Lorenzo M-montan-n-nelli. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella.""I know; he went there in November------""Because of the steamers. On Martini's part this was fast developing into hostility. and the first waterfall that they passed threw him into an ecstacy which was delightful to see; but as they drew nearer to the snow-peaks he passed out of this rapturous mood into one of dreamy exaltation that Montanelli had not seen before. slamming the door. "I think I have his police description somewhere here. too." said Mr. There will be no injury to anyone.""The project is a perfectly mad one." continued the Neapolitan.