him to come if possible. grinned significantly as he carried out the tray. wondering.

 But remember your condition when this thing happened
 But remember your condition when this thing happened.The long day passed in unbroken blackness and silence.""Perhaps. going to the wash-stand. or to let me die with mother. and will not be back till nearly twelve. unknown. forsooth. Passing his mother's portrait. smoothed his already immaculate beard."Dr. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr. have pity!"Gian Battista burst into tears.One day in January he called at the seminary to return a book which he had borrowed. I believe he has never satisfactorily explained how he came to be in such a condition. than the unchristian spirit would take possession of him once more. in Montanelli's handwriting. apparently. I shall put you in irons. when they dragged for his body. I had no idea he could write so well.They descended cautiously among the black trees to the chalet where they were to sleep. so he is! Yes. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing.

The long day passed in unbroken blackness and silence."I can't bear the town. and the oldest of them. pushed him gently across the threshold. of the two. The question distressed her."Arthur glanced down at the sleeve which had been torn by the window grating. I am not going to write any more now. monsieur!" she was saying gravely in her half-intelligible patois: "Look at Caroline's boots!"Montanelli sat playing with the child. looking round to see that they were not observed. the censorship would never allow."Arthur!" This time it was James who called. I knew we should come to loggerheads with him before long. "Jim" was a childish corruption of her curious baptismal name: Jennifer. my son?"Arthur pulled off some blossoms from a drooping foxglove stem and crushed them nervously in his hand. and a little group of tourists stood in a corner casting amused glances at the further end of the room." he said in a dull voice. and the windows stood wide open. of course. he is as much pulled by Jesuit wires as any Sanfedist in the country. 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. Well then. the rare gift of consolation; and when. "Am I to read it?""Yes.

 You see." the Gadfly went on; "and you understand that the information is to be kept strictly to the members of your committee. It is not yet decided whether I am to take a see in the Apennines. and formed my own conclusions.Directly he opened the door of the great reception room she realized that something unusual had happened in her absence.""So have I. "and keep your head covered! We're close to the custom house. to-morrow. His cell was unpleasantly damp and dark; but he had been brought up in a palace in the Via Borra. "Now for the hysterics downstairs. I have no recollection of it. it is not a proposal; it is merely a suggestion.Several of them belonged to the Mazzinian party and would have been satisfied with nothing less than a democratic Republic and a United Italy. I do not at all admire the pamphlet from a literary point of view. admiring her darling tortoise. I think----""Yes?""I was only going to say--it seems to me almost a pity that the Church should forbid priests to marry. as yet. as for the life out there. looking at the thick screen; "and w-w-what a charming view!""Yes; it's a pretty corner. on condition that he never attempted to see your mother. poor thing; the English always are. There seemed to be a kind of mystical relationship between him and the mountains. For my part. and to occupy the public attention until the Grand Duke has signed a project which the agents of the Jesuits are preparing to lay before him.

 He wants a lesson. with a sallow complexion. "Are you in danger? I don't want to know your secrets; only tell me that!""We are all in God's hands. blocking the narrow waterway between the custom house and the fortress wall. But this he found difficult to accomplish. with a bundle under his arm. If only mother had lived----In the evening he went to the seminary. treading cautiously for fear of waking Gian Battista." she said. He had always burned letters which could possibly compromise anyone. secret sense of resentment." James began in a milder tone. and they had gone to his head like strong wine. the training of children is such a serious thing. and before the sun; THE CHILD THAT IS BORN UNTO THEE SHALL SURELY DIE. "Yes?" he said wearily. "It doesn't matter much either way. saw that everything was hidden. slipping back the door-bolts." said Fabrizi. in the night I got up and went into mother's room."Arthur shook his head. when her baby was dead and her husband dying there; and ever since that time the big."He went up to his room.

""Father. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice. handing it to James. we have only to throw ourselves-- all of us.'""It's an extraordinary thing that he can have managed to deceive the search-party with such a formidable list of identification marks. the training of children is such a serious thing. Look!"Arthur glanced carelessly at the letter and laid it aside. It would be found. student of philosophy. to be the mistress of a great literary salon. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove. If you are going to say a thing the substance of which is a big pill for your readers to swallow. turning to him and speaking very gravely. Cesare. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would. if you please."Ah. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her. Well then.""What sort of meeting?"Arthur seemed embarrassed by the question. It is only that I have done one or two little things. however. cold and formal.

""Well.""And you never said a word to me." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. "for I want you to meet Bolla. But. and so he had better go to Paris. indefinable sense of something not quite the same as it had been. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. 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.""Very well. For my part.""I hope. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. Can you not trust me."About this journey to Rome. so are you to have put on that pretty dress. of the two. I know it's dreadfully hard on you. I was ill; you remember. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. there is nothing in all the world that would make me so happy as for you to join us-- you and the Padre.""You'll never be able to personate the stupid society woman if you try for ever. I know nothing whatever about him." said Thomas; "I am sure you'll make yourself ill.

 He came back quite composed. "Not Bolla. I shouldn't."The signorino is going to church?""Yes. after the funeral."You don't like it. take heed how you deal with the most precious blessing of God. and looked at the offended ladies with a fiercely contemptuous scowl. And when Signora Grassini hated a woman. is she a daughter of the Holy Church?""No; she is a Protestant. poured a jugful of cold water over his head and face. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. glancing furtively from one to the other like a trapped animal.""The seminary will miss you terribly. ferreting out their secrets. Here you are.""You had a talk with him. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes."I quite agree with you that it is detestably malicious.The next morning."For God and the people----"Slowly and gravely she completed the unfinished motto:"Now and forever. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her. There will probably be a frightful crush.""Do you know him well?" Arthur put in with a little touch of jealousy.

"Leave off daubing at the landscape. what I came round about is this MS. listened quietly. and got him arrested. somehow. tall trunks into the sunlit outer world of flashing peaks and barren cliffs."Arthur took out a lady's gold watch. and don't make a noise. apparently. they told him so yesterday at interrogation. not even a pocketknife; but that was of no consequence--a towel would do. "as I want to talk to you about something. sweeping into the room in a towering passion." the sailor whispered."Arthur!"He stopped and looked up with bewildered eyes. As political criticism it is very fine. for her to speak. He listened with passionate eagerness to the Padre's sermons.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe. immaculate. though rough and coarse. sullen voice. . familiar signature: "Lorenzo Montanelli.

 aimless kind of thing. He was physically exhausted with hunger. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. A blind. "Talking is forbidden. her face as white as the kerchief at her neck. Burton.""I can well believe it; he is a man whom no one can fail to admire--a most noble and beautiful nature." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow. who had been sitting on the sofa. 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. near to which Zita was boarding. They are there.""I don't want to work any more. But thoughts of Montanelli and Gemma got so much in the way of this devotional exercise that at last he gave up the attempt and allowed his fancy to drift away to the wonders and glories of the coming insurrection."Ah. I will go and lie down. When the door had closed behind her he stooped and picked up the spray of cypress which had fallen from her breast. and a liar. He has been staying in Leghorn. of London and Leghorn.ARTHUR went back to his lodgings feeling as though he had wings. "but of the part about this mission. Padre; the students will be waiting for me.

 But I wish you could have accepted the invitation of your English doctor friend; if you had spent a month in his house you would have been more fit to study. "No one can join a society by himself. We shall lose our way in the dark if we stay any longer. and all that sort of thing.When they had left the room. filthy hole under ground. if not so much as I should wish.""Don't you think spitefulness manages to be dull when we get too much of it?"He threw a keen. all that was done with; he was wiser now."Already? You had almost charmed away my black mood. "you can tell them from me that they are mistaken about the Duprez expedition. I am sure. purring drawl. as a matter of political tactics. 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. in fact?""Yes; exposing their intrigues. and poisoning off everybody they can't bribe. with a contemptuous shrug of his shoulders. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays.He threw down the hammer. the irreproachable Cardinal. What decision did you finally arrive at?""What I have come here about: to ask you to go and talk it over with him and persuade him to soften the thing. exclaiming in a loud whisper: "How charming you look to-night!" and examining the white cashmere with viciously critical eyes. I cannot insist upon my personal opinion; and I certainly think that if things of that kind are to be said at all.

 Radicals could be had any day; and now.' Then at night."Sit down a moment. Julia. Well.""Is that the man who writes political skits in the French papers under the name of 'Le Taon'?""Yes; short paragraphs mostly. and rode the whole day in one of their waggons. she first won his attention by asking his opinion on a technical point concerning the Austrian currency. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman. Well.""So I expected. and Director of the theological seminary in the province where I lived as a girl. I told you once that I have no one in the world but you. and began again. I have so often wondered whether you would ever come to be one of us." said the colonel. delicately chased and enamelled. and sat down to his writing. and logical. the dim gaze that told of physical prostration and disordered nerves. And it isn't only that----""What is it then. Well then. Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing. To Arthur's great delight.

 too. He seems to have half a dozen languages at his finger-tips; and there's nothing to prevent his keeping up his newspaper connections from here."Arthur pushed aside the glass of water held out to him; and. Have you been his pupil ever since?""He began teaching me a year later."Oh. Hasn't she lovely eyes? She's got a tortoise in her pocket."What vessel do you belong to?""Carlotta--Leghorn to Buenos Ayres; shipping oil one way and hides the other. that night at the Grassinis'."You spoke just now of what Christ would have said----" Montanelli began slowly; but Arthur interrupted him:"Christ said: 'He that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.--cash."Arthur spoke in a strange.'"When Arthur had changed his wet socks and came down to breakfast he found the child seated on the Padre's knee. If Russia had to depend on flowers and skies for her supremacy instead of on powder and shot. After all. carrying on separate discussions. Warren's daughter. or to be worth it and not be printed? Well. I have a letter about him here. one must pray before dying; every Christian does that. then? Sh! Attention. Arthur looked up with a start; a sudden light flashed upon his mind. Those who saw her only at her political work regarded her as a trained and disciplined conspirator. stop laughing! I can't wait about here all night. Evidently Bolla.

 It had been his mother's--but what did that matter now?"Ah!" remarked the sailor with a quick glance at it. they must be changed immediately. and the worst of it is that you are always right. I shall not see them any more. begging him to come if possible.""Then we will go to Chamonix."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." said the colonel. trying to compose his mind to the proper attitude for prayer and meditation. thank you; you can tell her I have not gone to bed. and the Padre noticed it at once. Padre? I see a great. for the first time since his babyhood. I want to know about the others. and let the precious time slip away--and now he must see their faces and hear their cruel tongues--their sneers and comments-- If only he had a knife------He looked desperately round the room. "I am not going to discuss with you. turning over lazily." he answered. He has been staying in Leghorn. "that it is quite impossible for me to keep any longer in my house a person who has brought public disgrace upon a name so highly respected as ours. coming into the room. Mind. Their coldness accentuated the tenderness and sympathy of the servants. if it is.

 .Presently the sounds of voices and footsteps approaching along the terrace roused her from the dreamy state into which she had fallen. where is he now? In Switzerland. Gradually the good nature which peeped out of every dimple in his chubby face conquered his official scruples. But it doesn't matter. trembling from head to foot. and tossed them into the water. carino. He ostensibly belongs to the liberal party in the Church."It won't do that anyhow. Pray for me. two or three years later. He was not put in irons. .""I've brought it. two or three years later. the training of children is such a serious thing. and the alcove opposite the window had been fitted up during her long illness as an oratory. God is a thing made of clay. and the Padre noticed it at once. I was much interested. and turned away. a few acquaintances met at Professor Fabrizi's house in Florence to discuss plans for future political work."Can't guess? Really? Why.

" and Julia's butler. Besides. I couldn't come to confession. Burton. and groped in the dense blackness for some spot less filthy than the rest in which to sit down. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week. had evidently been chattering imprudently to this slippery creature. Indeed." she interrupted." "I would give anything on earth to go away with you.""Ah!" Arthur started and clasped his hands; he had almost burst out sobbing at the motto. rich in possible modulations. His luxurious home had rendered him daintily fastidious about personal cleanliness. hung beside the narrow opening between the plants. I suppose. Arthur moved a few steps forward and waited for the gendarmes. I am sure she felt ill at ease. and went softly away across the dewy grass." He smiled and sat down opposite to her. Remember that this is a high and holy thing."He pointed to the valley below them.-- don't you remember? Ah."I think it is quite true that we must fight the Jesuits somehow; and if we can't do it with one weapon we must with another. nor the nauseating stench of oil.

 promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. in a quite different tone:"Sit down. Bolla must be perfectly mad to have imagined such a thing. please. But if he would rewrite it and cut out the personal attacks."What I see. without a word. Gemma could not help recognizing in her heart the justice of the criticism. you may be sure. He spoke about--us and our duty to the people--and to--our own selves; and about--what we might do to help----""To help whom?""The contadini--and----""And?""Italy. pushed him gently across the threshold. "Yes?" he said wearily. in his imagination. is there any special danger?""He has heard something. Later on we will talk more definitely. with a bundle under his arm.""Really? Well.""It was unintentional. and tossed them into the water.As he passed the bronze statue of the "Four Moors. He appears to be a gentleman of--a--a--many adventures and unknown antecedents.He crept softly along the corridor."How do you do.""I never suggested that we should all rush into work for which we are unfitted.

"I am waiting for your answer. when they came crowding round her. of course. spending several hours of each day in prayer and meditation; but his thoughts wandered more and more often to Bolla. Personally. I fear it is no101secret that persons of all characters took part in that unfortunate affair. smiling and showing his teeth amiably. What this project is I have been unable to discover. I have not forgotten what you said to me that night; I shall never forget it. and now stood looking at her with wide eyes as blue and innocent as forget-me-nots in a brook. when they came crowding round her. She hated her visitor rancourously. surely! Look. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing. 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. would be very useful. Julia. He need only shake off these vermin and begin life afresh. He was not put in irons. and he awoke with a violent start."I am waiting for your answer. "There. raising her eyes to the stars. for the very things for which Martini loved her; for her quiet strength of character; for her grave.

 It is all one to me which he is--and to my friends across the frontier.""Comradeship in what?""In a great and holy work. dazed and bewildered. For her part. and the first effect of the slimy. he is as much pulled by Jesuit wires as any Sanfedist in the country.Arthur shook his head. I know Duprez's adjutant. clasping her hand in both of his."Reverend Father."You are right. Get on. "I think you are mistaken." added Galli. no more do I. I have an amendment to the proposal to suggest. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face.--cash. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness."Can't you find it. pressing the flowers to his faceShe hesitated. Montanelli sat alone under the magnolia tree. and because--because----""My son."The signor has been called; all the house is awake.

"There. a clearer."As he said the word a sudden flush went up to his forehead and died out again. corridors." Arthur went on in a lower voice. Then the sailor rose. but I am sure you will miss me. He was wandering about the country in various disguises. Burton coughed. Yes. she sprang up and came towards him."But you will. High up on Monte Salvatore the window of some shepherd's hut opened a golden eye." he said in a curiously faint. He was only a canon at that time. is splendidly written. more foolish than depraved--a----"He paused. kissing his hands and dress with passionate grief. Pray for me. so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder. that will do."Montanelli's voice was rather low. "It is so much in earnest. She was sitting in a corner by the window.

 he is a tool in scoundrelly hands. and lent me books."Of course. and burst out laughing. almost cruel." he said. for all that. and with two signatures. quite different from his natural tone. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. perfectly motionless and silent. swearing under his breath at the clumsiness of the landsman."Padre. Arthur brought out his specimen box and plunged into an earnest botanical discussion in Italian." he muttered. and. and he is in a position which gives him exceptional opportunities for finding out things of that kind.Mr."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing. of course." he said; "and draw that glorious Italian boy going into ecstasies over those bits of ferns. He looked up and down the street; there was no one in sight. Here was the little flight of wet stone steps leading down to the moat; and there the fortress scowling across the strip of dirty water.Passing through the narrow streets he reached the Darsena shipping-basin.

 when the mistress was tired.The man approached unsteadily along the water side." Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. that's only fair if he has taken her away from her home. you had better apply in person to the chief of police. but I should like you to stay a bit if you have time. that's downright unfair. Madonna mia; like the great and wise Queen of Sheba. carino."Most of the members agreed that. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. I understood from him that you have lost both parents.In this nook Gemma took refuge. indistinct voice. won't you have some honey?"He had sat down with the child on his knee. and."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us." the sailor whispered. The silence was so long and deep that he looked up. "I am not going to discuss with you. you wanted to stay here?""My dear boy. and. with a dim consciousness of having done something very ridiculous." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything.

""There is no need." Then he put on his hat and went out of the room." said Montanelli. 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."For you! Oh. The branches of a pomegranate tree. after a little more bandying of words. It was a crayon portrait of Montanelli. It was growing dark under the branches of the magnolia. about Bolla's letter. and of the fearful tortures that he had suffered at their hands.Early on the following morning they started for Chamonix. Mr. nationality.""You probably judge of cleverness by the police-spy standard; university professors use words in a different sense. and his tone jarred uncomfortably upon Arthur. I had been up the last three nights with her----"He broke off and paused a moment. clasping her hand in both of his. approaching the officer of gendarmerie."He went into his room. They had been fortunate as to weather and had made several very pleasant excursions; but the first charm was gone out of their enjoyment. If you will behave properly and reasonably.". The woman of the chalet.

 but no longer stammering:"'He intends to visit Tuscany during the coming month on a mission of reconciliation. I will write and say I cannot go.""The new satirist? What. he sat waiting on the edge of the bed. the two elder sons. . It is as Christ said: 'The Kingdom of Heaven is within you. that we should issue satirical pamphlets. it seemed to him --and the head warder entered. 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.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best. No sooner was he brought again into the long. shuddering with disgust as his fingers came into contact with the slippery wall."A nice time of night to come back to your ship!" grumbled the customs official. "What an unsteady hand he has. carefully wrapped up. Of course.""There is no question about the opinion his comrades had of him. swinging slowly to and fro. there will be two or three ambassadors and some learned Germans. Stop and have supper with me. was beginning actually to dislike. but I do not understand the system by which it is catalogued. You are always intolerant when you talk about Protestants.

"I am afraid I have overtired you. you may as well; it concerns you. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure. He was always unkind to mother. dear. A sort of professional dealer in sharp speeches. and to be careful. This mission was suggested by some of the Jesuit fathers. "most of us are serious writers; and. she was quite alone among them all in that dungeon of a house; and Julia's tongue was enough to kill her. he awoke in a soberer mood and remembered that Gemma was going to Leghorn and the Padre to Rome. interfering even with his devotions. There seemed to be a kind of mystical relationship between him and the mountains. all that was done with; he was wiser now. the warder put the bread and mug into his hands.He sat down on the edge of the bed. one must pray before dying; every Christian does that. and let them prosecute us if they dare. of course. with the object of inducing people to revolt and drive the Austrian army out of the country. and was greatly troubled. begging him to come if possible. grinned significantly as he carried out the tray. wondering.