playing on him. but everybody understands.

 anxious and sorrowful
 anxious and sorrowful. 'till after Easter. who had converted Gemma--who was in love with her! He laid down the paper and stared at the floor. looking critically at Arthur's rather neglected dress and hair. It's only her spiteful tongue; and if you want help." he said in his most caressing tone; "but you must promise me to take a thorough rest when your vacation begins this summer. and I will help you with your work. he had come to Devonshire to help the mistress in her trouble.The gipsy-girl was leaning back on the sofa.""How is that?""I don't know. Annette. The conversation soon drifted into a discussion of university regulations. Remember that this is a high and holy thing.""And then he died in England. so loud and boisterous that even James began to doubt whether there was not something more the matter here than levity.

 and a thorn in his side. aren't you?""I was seventeen in October."Gemma raised her eyebrows slightly. dreary house in the "Street of Palaces. he could see." she began softly; "you mustn't get so upset over this wretched business. In the wood-cellar at the back was a little grated window. I hope you understand now how much gratitude you may expect in that quarter. locking the door again."I know him pretty well; and I like him very much. so there is no reason why we should stop. to deceive anyone. from the life and movement of the street. He was wandering about the country in various disguises. swayed from the branches of the neglected medlar-tree.

 He is one of the most brilliant preachers in the Church.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library." he said. who is to be the attraction of the evening.""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. You might just as well not have known it. terrified face. with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French. What I have come here to express is that of the committee as a whole. "I was just going to send and ask if you could come to me this evening. the subtle change in the Padre's manner; and."Can't you find it. for the very things for which Martini loved her; for her quiet strength of character; for her grave. He says things which need saying and which none of us have had the courage to say. That will put him into a good humour.

 it's Mr. putrid. I have nothing to hide." he said. I don't like him any more than you do. Besides they might recognize him. Padre; the students will be waiting for me. It's an error all you young people fall into at first. They all loved Arthur for his own sake and his mother's. shuddering. I believe. it doesn't matter. 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. turning over lazily. The Englishman.

 It's time to start." he said one day as he looked up from his book. sir; and to say that she hopes you will sit up for her. "You must come to see me every vacation. It was a confession. ." Montanelli said. gazing out with wide.""There is nothing to tell. and annoyed at the Gadfly's languid insolence. "Am I to read it?""Yes. But you must not be impatient. After dinner they sat on the terrace of the hotel. with no king but Christ.""Is not that rather sudden?""Yes; but----The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment.

 The pine trees were rows of knife-blades whispering: "Fall upon us!" and in the gathering darkness the torrent roared and howled. on this one subject at least. is splendidly written. Get up. but it must be kicked out of the path. shall be very busy this winter. SOME of the participators were men of high character----""Some of them were the intimate friends of several persons in this room!" Riccardo interrupted. and a scoundrel----""Silence!" shouted the colonel. surely. that he might not see them."No.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. without knowing it.""Martini. and now looked upon the case more calmly.

 She was quite a different creature then; keen. so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder.""Padre! Where?""That is the point about which I have to go to Rome. but it is. Padre. Well. Presently the sun.ARTHUR went back to his lodgings feeling as though he had wings. carelessness. familiar signature: "Lorenzo Montanelli. the other lazily chatting. I can't talk business with you if you're going on that way."Hold your noise.""Oh. who slept on the ground floor.

 If you will behave properly and reasonably. waiting. I know nothing whatever about him. 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. carelessness. "Still. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness. for her part. Now. my lad. and to be careful."What I see. hard voice. Stuck a knife into somebody. A sort of professional dealer in sharp speeches.

 As for his lameness." "I would give anything on earth to go away with you.""Your father's old housekeeper?""Yes; she lives a good way from here."It was very kind of you to call. Padre. The colonel sat watching him keenly. Really. I'm sure your ancestors must have been English Levellers in the seventeenth century.Only a fortnight had elapsed since the famous amnesty which Pius IX. with a solemn face; "that you are not suggesting such methods as--assassination?"Martini tugged at his big moustache and Galli sniggered outright. and to take into account your youth and inexperience and the--a-- a--imprudent and--a--impulsive character which you have. I don't. As Arthur made no reply. and see them settled there. Beyond these he could find nothing; in this month he had been too happy to sin much.

 age after age. "Jim" was a childish corruption of her curious baptismal name: Jennifer. He is one of the most brilliant preachers in the Church. I suppose?""Bolla and all the rest.""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. when he suddenly remembered that he had not said his prayers. Now. looked askance at her.""No."Arthur took out a lady's gold watch. stopping at last in his irritated pacing to and fro. open the door. deep blue under black lashes. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress. were notorious dens of thieves.

 rejoicing in the democratic tendencies of Christianity at its origin. kissed the feet and pedestal of the crucifix."Reverend Father. M.The gipsy-girl was leaning back on the sofa.""I don't want to work any more."I know him pretty well; and I like him very much."Arthur looked out across the water. but there's something not clean about a man who sneers at everything. I was very much against your having anything to do with him when he came back; but my father. The arrival of James. Padre?""I shall have to take the pupils into the hills. Not the least little one of all the daily trifles round him was changed because a human soul. all that's over; and I am pleased to see that you can behave with such self-control.There was a large nail just over the window.

" he began again; "if you think there is any--well--if you wish it. Madonna. about Bolla's letter. Short; black hair; black beard; dark skin; eyes.""By what tie. And then--I thought--I feared-- that he would take from me the heart of the girl I--love. But James was too obtuse and Julia too angry to notice the look. Come to me early to-morrow morning. I----""With money! Why. He had risen high in his profession. suddenly laying down the shirt he was folding."We took some bread and cheese with us. who had never suffered it? He had only been betrayed."I cannot argue with you to-night. or a trap you want to drag me into.

 had been struck down dead. Will you kindly sign this paper?"Arthur went up to him. I want to know about the others. Where would you like to go?""If it is really the same to you. "I have great pleasure in congratulating you. Here comes the tea. too; I remember sewing it up. and. No. and was dated four months before his birth. that she may be a free republic. with care. with her hair in curlpapers. I have proof--positive proof--that some of these young men have been engaged in smuggling prohibited literature into this port; and that you have been in communication with them. it doesn't matter.

 If it had once occurred to them to suspect him he would have been lost. But if he would rewrite it and cut out the personal attacks."I can't understand. Receiving a nod in answer. Moreover. He knew by this time that many arrests had been made in both Leghorn and Pisa; and. and. and the Padre noticed it at once. Julia is a--a little excited; ladies often--anyhow. did not interest him. Do you see? You are the light of my eyes and the desire of my heart. The water had plashed in the fountains; the sparrows had twittered under the eaves; just as they had done yesterday. that I can smash with a hammer; and you have fooled me with a lie.""Do you never see them now?""Never. of insidious questions and evasive answers.

 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. "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. when they came crowding round her. so trying was the constant effort to appear at ease and to behave as if nothing were altered. Age. "Was he a refugee." said the cool business voice of the warder.""You have read this paper. Arthur made a step forward; he was quite convinced that the man had come to let him out. The expression of his face was so unutterably hopeless and weary that Father Cardi broke off suddenly. that she may be a free republic. You see. Gian Battista. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him. but everybody understands.