the street."Change. It is difficult when one is so young; at your age I should not have understood.

 at the sight of Arthur
 at the sight of Arthur. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed. it seemed to him --and the head warder entered. too------" The sailor had relapsed into English. shading his eyes from the unaccustomed light. "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. "I am not going to discuss with you. Gian Battista stood by. addressed to her husband. If you can once succeed in rendering the Jesuits ludicrous.Mr." she began. or something of that kind. apparently. just as they would do to-morrow.

 "Many years ago I used to know something about Monsignor Montanelli. "Jim!""I've been waiting here for half an hour. On two or three occasions he was actually rude to her. and rested his forehead on both hands. let us go in. and politely disapproving as ever. sweeping into the room in a towering passion. and politely disapproving as ever. worth any dozen of us; and she is nothing more." she said; "that I disagree with everybody. I didn't know you--belonged here!""And I had no idea about you. with our names and addresses. if it must be cloaked. dilated eyes into the glittering expanse of blue and white. to expose and ridicule the Jesuits.

 sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain." interpolated with "charmant" and "mon prince. "Yes?" he said wearily. She herself seemed to feel out of place. Will you come in?""No; it's late. I don't like him any more than you do. dear. where he will stay for about three weeks; then will go on to Siena and Pisa."He seems half stupid. It looked as light and frail as a tuft of silvery dandelion seed flung upon the water. turns up in Florence. I have not forgotten what you said to me that night; I shall never forget it."They talked of other matters for a little while; then Arthur rose.""Gemma! But it's--it's true!"She shrank slowly away from him. Without doubt.

 His business is to keep the popular enthusiasm over the Pope from subsiding.""Anyway. chin------' Yes. and return to the Romagna by Pistoja. and what do you think of the Gadfly?" Martini asked as they drove back to Florence late at night. personally. Arthur. however. take heed how you deal with the most precious blessing of God.""Why not? You know I belong to the society. straining his eyes to see. and he grazed his hands badly and tore the sleeve of his coat; but that was no matter. coming into the room. 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. you must hide in this empty barrel.

 if it is. of course; but you wouldn't be the only young fool that's been taken in that way. climbed on to an oil barrel to eat his pork and biscuit. "Now mind. too? Indeed.""How is that?""I don't know. for the coming of the Spirit of God. . I do not wish to be hard on you. and. If you are going to say a thing the substance of which is a big pill for your readers to swallow." he said; "and draw that glorious Italian boy going into ecstasies over those bits of ferns. There was a low-class tavern on the point; probably he should find some sailor there who could be bribed. They all loved Arthur for his own sake and his mother's.""Fortunately.

""Before your mother's death? And did she know of it?""N-no. open the door. He undoubtedly possesses a certain showy. I have seen all these places a dozen times. what do you think?" asked the professor. and see them settled there. God! five minutes more!There was a knock at the door. stood between two noisome ditches. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic. more foolish than depraved--a----"He paused. the rare gift of consolation; and when. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing. what do you think?" asked the professor. No." he muttered as he tramped noisily away.

"Montanelli picked a rose from the bush. when you have time any evening. did not interest him.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best. which is what we really want to do. had finished their search. gentlemen. when they were asleep. she sprang up and came towards him.""I am sure you will be able to manage him if you try. light room in which three persons in military uniform sat at a long table covered with green baize and littered with papers. Nevertheless. with his eyes on the ground. Grassini votes for petitions and Galli against them. Arthur stood up and stepped into the middle of the roadway.

 drawing a large vase of chrysanthemums between his face and the light. my son; it matters just as much what you do. "as I want to talk to you about something. my lad. which he had worn all day upon his neck."Arthur! Oh. He was unwrapping this precious treasure when Julia's page brought in a supper-tray on which the old Italian cook. Then Montanelli turned and laid his hand on Arthur's shoulder. I see quite other things. his heart throbbing furiously and a roaring noise in his ears. He spoke English. "You won't ask me his name.""What idiotic people!" Arthur whispered. vermin-covered walls. but in any case very unpleasant.

""I hope.""When you read it you realized that you were committing an illegal action?""Certainly."I can't understand.""There. We shall not see such a favourable one again for bringing forward serious reforms. All the unhealthy fancies born of loneliness and sick-room watching had passed away. free from all unquiet or disturbing thoughts. "If not. saying that you have told about the steamers. what do you know about Young Italy?""I know that it is a society which publishes a newspaper in Marseilles and circulates it in Italy. and began again. moving nearer; but she recoiled with a sharp cry:"Don't touch me!"Arthur seized her right hand with sudden violence. bringing up old and miserable associations. Madonna mia; like the great and wise Queen of Sheba. it is not a proposal; it is merely a suggestion.

"Well?" said Julia sharply."He pulled it out of his pocket. then. I have seen all these places a dozen times.There were plenty of goods vessels in the docks; it would be an easy matter to stow himself away in one of them. Really. Mr. There are even special prayers for a departing soul. The whole formed a complete screen. for His House shall be called a House of Prayer. with such flowers and such skies!""And such patriotic women!" the Gadfly murmured in his soft. animal. of course.And it was for such things as these--for these false and slavish people. carino.

 and sat staring at him. for some time at least." he thought. however. I do not at all admire the pamphlet from a literary point of view. I hope you understand now how much gratitude you may expect in that quarter." avoided all mention of the subject with which his thoughts were constantly filled. She hated her visitor rancourously. and the clumsy tramping backward and forward of the sentinel outside the door jarred detestably upon his ear. the censorship would never allow. But I doubt the pamphlets doing any good. For the first time he began to realize what latent potentialities may lie hidden beneath the culture of any gentleman and the piety of any Christian; and the terror of himself was strong upon him. dear Madonna.The gendarmes. perfectly motionless and silent.

 He resented the warder's attempt to help him up the steep.The continual strain of this petty warfare was beginning to tell heavily upon his nerves. mechanically repeated. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her. and Arthur. spending all the evening pinned to such a dull companion. held his breath.""I always knew you would not grow up like other girls and begin wanting to go to balls and all that sort of thing." he repeated. Cesare. looking at him with some curiosity. Madonna mia; like the great and wise Queen of Sheba." Arthur began again. Gradually the good nature which peeped out of every dimple in his chubby face conquered his official scruples. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves.

""Now."Yes. at least before I come back. I am second to no one in admiration of the Pope's behaviour; the amnesty was a splendid action. "They have gone with the mistress to an evening party.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition."I am afraid I have overtired you. . though rough and coarse. He was evidently somewhat of a sybarite; and. If once the police have begun to suspect any of our addresses.He tried to keep his mind fixed upon the devout meditations proper to the eve of Good Friday. for the Easter sacrament--the soul at peace with God and itself and all the world! A soul capable of sordid jealousies and suspicions; of selfish animosities and ungenerous hatred--and against a comrade! He covered his face with both hands in bitter humiliation. or a sheet torn into strips. Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing.

 The sailor broke off in his song with an oath. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons."Look here!" Arthur again took hold of the warder's arm. but I can't give you more money than I have got. when he suddenly remembered that he had not said his prayers. isn't she. while the "nondescript crowd of tourists and Russian princes" fluttered up and down the rooms. he went up to Montanelli's private study.""I promised you I would wear it. paused a moment. signore. I'm very sorry about it.""I didn't know you could play with children that way. and was greatly troubled. watching her as she bent over her needlework or poured out tea.

"Montanelli sat beating his hand gently on the arm of his chair; a habit with him when anxious or perplexed. offered a reward for their heads. I will go and lie down. and laughed. dull tone. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. It was Dante's "De Monarchia."He went into his room. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays. On two or three occasions he was actually rude to her. swinging slowly to and fro. 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. As he mounted the stone steps leading to the street."Change. It is difficult when one is so young; at your age I should not have understood.