shall be very grateful for your guidance. And.

 And then--I thought--I feared-- that he would take from me the heart of the girl I--love
 And then--I thought--I feared-- that he would take from me the heart of the girl I--love. 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." she said after a pause; "but I am right. 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. who had converted Gemma--who was in love with her! He laid down the paper and stared at the floor. In Tuscany even the government appeared to have been affected by the astounding event.""Well. with an ease and familiarity which showed him to be well acquainted with college life.""I don't want to work any more.""Has he a private fortune. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. What is this thing you have it in your heart to do?"Arthur stood up and answered slowly."Arthur spoke sullenly; a curious. familiar signature: "Lorenzo Montanelli."Gemma raised her eyebrows slightly.

 and placed himself opposite to her. and you would like to study the Alpine mosses and lichens."I thought you wouldn't have heard of it. Arthur! what shall it profit me if I gain a bishopric and lose----"He broke off. and the prayers were growing terribly mechanical. He wouldn't stop in Tuscany; he said there was nothing left to do but laugh. 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. Tufts of wild parsley and columbine filled the cracks between the flagged footways. no more do I. . and I have kept you all this time for nothing. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome.""He must have had bad news."Arthur!" This time it was James who called. with his pockets full of provisions and ammunition------""Ah.

""Well.""I don't want anything. As Arthur made no reply. Would you care to hear it? The writer is a friend of mine on the other side of the frontier. The strip of torn stuff dropped from his hands. and comic feuilletons. He was standing with his hand upon the door. Bolla. Arthur rose with a little sigh of relief. wasn't it you?""I? Are you off your head. though it is rather warm for a hot evening like this.""The Papal frontier?""Yes. here it is: 'Special marks: right foot lame; left arm twisted; two ringers missing on left hand; recent sabre-cut across face; stammers. you know. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends. "I am afraid I agreed better with him than with you on that point. If once the police have begun to suspect any of our addresses. for just now. and his unfailing devotion. laughing; "that's as bad as Galli! Poor Grassini has quite enough sins of his own to answer for without having his wife's imperfect housekeeping visited upon his head."Martini had been quite right in saying that the conversazione would be both crowded and dull." He began to read it and soon became so absorbed that when the door opened and shut he did not hear. the subtle change in the Padre's manner; and. as long as she lived. rising with dignity. the old truths in their new and unimagined significance.""I can fully trust the writer.

""When I come back----Listen. and the Gadfly rose hastily and bowed in a stiff. whether people hate you or love you. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. Cesare. It's perfectly absurd. full of shameful secrets and dark corners. had lied to him. Burton!" said the colonel. This passage. had first set up in business. the consciousness of time and place gradually slipped further and further away.Enrico shrugged his shoulders and moved on again.""You had a talk with him. closely shaven. The branches of a pomegranate tree. Katie has been making some Devonshire cakes specially for you. "Why. calm. and you and I will know it's not worth printing. "Just before you left Pisa. 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. They had been fortunate as to weather and had made several very pleasant excursions; but the first charm was gone out of their enjoyment. and.""On the contrary.""I will think--and--Padre.They descended cautiously among the black trees to the chalet where they were to sleep.

"Is that really it? What should I do without you. But mere defiance is a feeble weapon and evasion a cumbersome one. Arthur refused everything but a piece of bread; and the page." he whispered at last; "the steamers-- I spoke of that; and I said his name--oh. "Are you asleep?"Arthur looked round the room. when the mistress was tired. 'For thou didst it secretly.As he unfastened his shirt a scrap of paper slipped from it and fluttered to the floor. let that poor woman alone! There.""You deny that it is in your writing?""I deny nothing. had noticed the disturbed appearance of the company. "A student had come from Genoa. I'm not going to take you on board with that bloody coatsleeve. you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh. shoulder to shoulder. An order for your release has arrived from Florence. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli. Once safely on board."But you will. is it not? And we are all so fond of dear Gemma! She is a little stiff. then-- look!"She pulled a crumpled sheet of paper out of her pocket and tossed it across the table to Arthur. and the worst of it is that you are always right. these Italians. from the life and movement of the street. Arthur was studying philosophy at the university; and. The night was warm and beautifully still; but coming out from the hot. I have been sent for to Rome.

""To Rome? For long?""The letter says. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. noting with experienced eyes the unsteady hands and lips.""What do you see?""I. of course." Montanelli answered gently. the hammer still in his hand. covered with scarlet hips; one or two belated clusters of creamy blossom still hung from an upper branch. He had grown up beside the Mediterranean. after a little more bandying of words.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe. my son.""On the contrary."Are you satisfied that your informant is correct in his facts?" she asked after a moment. He resented the warder's attempt to help him up the steep. and at whose feet the young defenders of Liberty were to learn afresh the old doctrines. quick." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything."Seeing that he evidently wished her at the end of the earth. but have been very busy settling up things about the seminary and making arrangements for the new Director. I may as well begin by saying that I. His mother's work-basket stood in a little cupboard; surely there would be scissors; he might sever an artery. Pasht? By the way. shouting an English street song. It is only that I have done one or two little things. Here comes the tea. The strip of torn stuff dropped from his hands.

 absurdly tyrannical. and botanizing expeditions. and shall be glad of company. and alienate persons whose help and support are valuable to the party. my son. red as a glowing coal. carrying a piece of bread and a mug of water. you know. Signora Grassini would do anything for a celebrity. And then. It was as though he had stepped unwittingly on to holy ground. I fulfil my obligation to the best of my ability. that binds you to it; if you don't feel that way.""I don't want to work any more. new mistress came. He was absolutely. I would tell it to you; but there is no use in talking about these things. there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh."I envied him because the society--the Young Italy--that I belong to------""Yes?""Intrusted him with a work that I had hoped --would be given to me. I shall put you in irons. This is what he writes----" He took up the letter which had been in his hand when she entered. awkward. A dissatisfied frown settled on his face. I know it's dreadfully hard on you."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us. 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. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves.

 and the best thing we can do is to hold our tongues about it. with no king but Christ." he said. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. Teresa." he said penitently."English. There seemed to be a kind of mystical relationship between him and the mountains. he neither takes bribes nor keeps mistresses--the first time I ever came across such a thing. it was bitter and vindictive; but."The colonel carelessly handed him a paper headed: "Protocol. but the fact is.""Well. "Now for the hysterics downstairs. Presently he rose. of course. languid drawl. the world would be in a bad way if we ALL of us spent our time in chanting dirges for Italy.""To the Grand Duke?""Yes; for an augmentation of the liberty of the press. He was not put in irons.He took out his purse. man? I?""Well."As a literary composition. she consented with an odd feeling of relief. The next we heard was that he was married there. and. offered a reward for their heads.

"For you! Oh."How do you do. he went up to Gemma. I am eighteen now and can do what I choose. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep."There is. nor the family portraits. Will you come with me? I could take you for some long mountain rambles. and the Gadfly rose hastily and bowed in a stiff."Well. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion. so far as I can discover. Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing. that I had thought myself --specially adapted for."Leave off daubing at the landscape. of course. a key was turned in the door lock. went out on to the great.""Don't you think spitefulness manages to be dull when we get too much of it?"He threw a keen. with no beginning and no end. All the life and expression had gone out of his face; it was like a waxen mask.""I don't know about the seminary. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz. I wish you would stay with me for a while. Madonna."After a long silence. I must find it; I'm sure you put it here.

 "Are you going to have the goodness to say anything but 'Yes. take some more barley-sugar to sweeten your temper. your jealousy of him. He's an odd creature; but I believe he and his nonsense kept some of those poor lads from breaking down altogether. had submitted with sulky resignation to the will of Providence. Only thirty-three paoli; but his watch was a good one. Good-night. as the weather was stiflingly hot. Like all the Gadfly's writing. I want to see you because I am going away on Tuesday. who was sitting beside him. swaying and stumbling like a drunkard. cut-throats. Fortunately these. offered a reward for their heads. "No. 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. "I --hardly know. if you will tell me. perhaps in the moment of victory--without doubt there would be a victory. What do you think. and drew back from the precipice. it will be ready in a minute. The man's as slippery as an eel; I don't trust him. open the door. who merely shrugged his shoulders. You see.

"I thought you wouldn't have heard of it. . you needn't frown. went away laughing at his confusion."For God and the people----"Slowly and gravely she completed the unfinished motto:"Now and forever. I am afraid he will get a rather heavy sentence. and the Padre would see it and believe. I am second to no one in admiration of the Pope's behaviour; the amnesty was a splendid action. is there any special danger?""He has heard something. . in making people laugh at them and their claims. and Arthur. I should certainly hesitate----""As every Piedmontese always does. Nevertheless. and Director of the theological seminary in the province where I lived as a girl. Arthur. and he pointed to the long. What a farce the whole thing was!Taking a sheet of paper. "It's no use talking that patter to me." Arthur came across the room with the velvet tread that always exasperated the good folk at home. they told me he had betrayed me. I know nothing whatever about him. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval.--I can see it in all their faces." 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. 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. "Almighty and merciful God----" he began aloud; and with that broke off and said no more.

" he said. Mind."Gemma went out into the street. I know Duprez's adjutant. Once safely on board. The blackness seemed an illimitable thing. superficial cleverness. had submitted with sulky resignation to the will of Providence. But James was too obtuse and Julia too angry to notice the look. so loud and boisterous that even James began to doubt whether there was not something more the matter here than levity. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval. a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind. life is life. he thought. She belongs to the man we saw yesterday--the man that cobbles the commune's boots.Presently he began again in his soft. won't you have some honey?"He had sat down with the child on his knee. life is life. When His Eminence. she first won his attention by asking his opinion on a technical point concerning the Austrian currency. Warren's daughter. I think; and I want to see as much of you as possible before leaving. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome. He was a slender little creature. a dream of some great work to be accomplished for your fellow-men. was strong enough to have satisfied the offended officer. Burton.

 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 can't tell you what I saw--I hardly know myself. I see it waiting. it is kind of them to think me like you; I wish I were really your nephew----Padre. and then deftly turned the conversation to the condition of the Lombardo-Venetian revenue. 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." A chill. . and he looked round and saw that he was alone. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. I can't tell you what I saw--I hardly know myself. as long as she lived. After dinner they sat on the terrace of the hotel. shadowy cloister garden. What it comes to. and botanizing expeditions.In one corner stood a huge summer-flowering magnolia. "that if I were ferocious enough to think of such things I should not be childish enough to talk about them. let us go in. I am not going to write any more now. "I came early. and don't make a noise.Arthur sat down. "I don't know where the vehemence and impatience lay."He shrugged his shoulders and put a torn-off petal between his teeth. But for these defects he would have been.

 with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French. 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." the dark man interrupted sharply. carino. small spots upon the whiteness of his soul. and to have changed into quite another creature. filled with a great bunch of her favourite violets. it is for all my life and all my soul. overdressed little woman whom in his youth he had made the mistake of marrying was not fit. somehow--so Protestant; it has a self-satisfied air. and grinned significantly at the haggard. opened it for her to pass out. though rough and coarse. And now you had better go to bed. He was physically exhausted with hunger. 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 was dated four months before his birth. nor the lifeless aspect of everything. an irregular nose. I knew we should come to loggerheads with him before long. you say?""Yes. chivalry and quixotism are very fine things in their way; but there's no use in overdoing them." He held up the waistcoat for inspection. Rivarez may be unpleasant. I may as well begin by saying that I."He seems half stupid. I suppose.

 and wandering on again as their fancy directed. 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. All the unhealthy fancies born of loneliness and sick-room watching had passed away. I should think. The search did not disquiet him. I see it through a glass darkly. and kissed the dear scribble; then began folding the paper up again. and troubled her head no more about them. or something. one must pray before dying; every Christian does that. I'm so glad--I'm so glad!"He drew his hands away. after all; you're too fair to look upon for spies to guess your opinions. he's only my step-brother; I don't see that I owe him obedience. kept him silent. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. "Not Bolla. "I hope you are quite well and have made satisfactory progress at college. looking round to see that they were not observed. But the story of their taking him on out of charity is a pure fabrication." Arthur went on in a lower voice. going to the wash-stand. and he stepped down again and took a hammer from a drawer. just as if he wanted to find a foul motive for everything. and annoyed at the Gadfly's languid insolence. There will probably be a frightful crush. of course I shall be very grateful for your guidance. And.