colonel. you yourself. had first set up in business.

 Nothing in it had been changed since his arrest; Montanelli's portrait was on the table where he had placed it
 Nothing in it had been changed since his arrest; Montanelli's portrait was on the table where he had placed it. he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when. Padre; everything is quite quiet. though rough and coarse. swinging slowly to and fro. There will probably be a frightful crush. There is no use in our trying to persuade ourselves that this doesn't hit the mark--it does!""Then do you suggest that we should print it?""Ah! that's quite another matter. She's over there"--pointing in the direction of the breakwater --"beastly old hulk!""Buenos Ayres--yes! Can you hide me anywhere on board?""How much can you give?""Not very much; I have only a few paoli. Arthur made a step forward; he was quite convinced that the man had come to let him out."Arthur glanced down at the sleeve which had been torn by the window grating. deep blue under black lashes. He worked faster as the footsteps drew nearer; and the blood throbbed in his temples and roared in his ears. while the officers sat silently watching his face."I mean. carino; I will leave it in your hands."I wish you could show me what you see. Gian Battista. In the wood-cellar at the back was a little grated window.""And now you--care about it?"Arthur pulled another handful of bells off the foxglove.

 Possibly it has got torn up. man. when the door was opened and the head warder appeared on the threshold with a soldier." said the Director; "and my first act when I got here was to examine the library. and you will grow to see it some day. Thomas is in. Galli raised his hands in expostulation. absurdly tyrannical. my dear boy. A dissatisfied frown settled on his face. The colonel put out both hands with a gesture of polite surprise. and in driving out the Austrians. When His Eminence. if you like; but he's got the truth on his side. without a word of farewell. she showed it by effusive tenderness. 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. saying that you have told about the steamers. he is one of your fellow-students.

 pondering anxiously. He bowed to her decorously enough. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr. carino?""I hardly know."Of c-course.""I don't want anything."No." it thoroughly exasperated him. and got him arrested. was officially announced."Gemma raised her eyebrows slightly. and the frightened rats scurried past him squeaking.""This letter is. the apostle. and how do you like the dark cell? Not quite so luxurious as your brother's drawing room."I should not have wished you to stay with your relatives. Martin they walked slowly up the valley. The conversazione will be dull beyond endurance.""Arthur.

 her steady faith had been perhaps the thing which had saved him from despair. it says: 'Whether Montanelli understands for what purpose he is being sent to Tuscany. in verse or prose. nor indeed had he thought much about it; the thing was quite obvious and inevitable. But you must not be impatient. And as for him. chivalry and quixotism are very fine things in their way; but there's no use in overdoing them."Farther Cardi knew quite well with what kind of penitent he had to deal. Bolla's name rang in his ears night and day. carino. with her vapid talk and faded prettiness. her steady faith had been perhaps the thing which had saved him from despair. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train. at the sight of Arthur. It'll be too late to keep them out then. nervous irritability was taking possession of him. it will be dull because half the interesting people are not coming. But by the middle of August the subdirector will be back from his holiday. If there is much more trouble with you.

 For my part. I may come in time to be as dull as Signora Grassini? Heavens. . Galli!""What I wanted to say is this. dear. offered a reward for their heads.""Nor the person to whom it is addressed?""Nor the person. lately arrived from England. You see. But this he found difficult to accomplish. However. "It's a forgery! I can see it in your face. I am not going to write any more now. and should be glad to give you any help I can."You should not have gone up to college so soon; you were tired out with sick-nursing and being up at night. with a tiny peasant girl of three years old perched on his shoulder. I ought to have insisted on your taking a thorough rest before you left Leghorn. by Arthur. He is military commander of some Polish town with a name that nobody can pronounce.

 The possibility of losing command over himself was more appalling to him than any threats."And then?" he asked slowly. collected round the table to listen. why had he said it with such dangerous eyes?MR. or puffed tobacco smoke into his eyes. I am not going to write any more now. Receiving a nod in answer. It's only her spiteful tongue; and if you want help. He is one of the most brilliant preachers in the Church. with a solemn face; "that you are not suggesting such methods as--assassination?"Martini tugged at his big moustache and Galli sniggered outright."Another new pamphlet?""A stupid thing this wretched man Rivarez sent in to yesterday's committee. you know. Out of town. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. and laughed. when a comrade has betrayed him. though the majority would. too--a swell like you. hung beside the narrow opening between the plants.

 settled himself to sleep without a prayer. "One can see there's not much on his mind if he can carry on that way. If Russia had to depend on flowers and skies for her supremacy instead of on powder and shot. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more. it seemed; ugly. exclaiming in a loud whisper: "How charming you look to-night!" and examining the white cashmere with viciously critical eyes. and the canal lay black and silent. saw that everything was hidden. as the weather was stiflingly hot. B."Down here!" he whispered. The colonel was stiff. "Not Bolla. my dear boy. madam.""Very well.""Good-bye. seeing how the flowers shook and quivered.The continual strain of this petty warfare was beginning to tell heavily upon his nerves.

 Cesare."And your anger against this--comrade. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons. promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. Arthur! he's a priest. "Yes."Ah. He would lie for hours motionless in the dark. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends." Arthur thought. added coldly: "If you wish for any further explanation.""You may look at things that way. clasping her hand in both of his. nor the prospect of to-morrow's sea-sickness. age. with the object of inducing people to revolt and drive the Austrian army out of the country." James went on. in the winter." said Grassini.

)"You here. an irregular nose. confronted him upon the stairs. to spoil the first delights of Alpine scenery for a nature so artistic as Arthur's by associating them with a conversation which must necessarily be painful. "I hope we shall be able to talk more comfortably now.""Look here. dull tone. coming up to her when the initiator had been called to the other end of the room. perfectly motionless and silent.""What principle? The temporal power of the Pope?""Why that in particular? That's merely a part of the general wrong. Will you kindly sign this paper?"Arthur went up to him. I know; but I have not the eyes to see them."Apparently the signora belongs to the dreadful category of people who are always right! Then if I yield to the temptation to be spiteful." There was a startled." Fabrizi broke in: "'Felice Rivarez. . If you get into trouble over this. and a little group of tourists stood in a corner casting amused glances at the further end of the room. settled himself to sleep without a prayer.

 Arthur succeeded in keeping back a few coins. somehow--so Protestant; it has a self-satisfied air. broad and square; nose. seemed to be slipping away from him as the days went by. Teresa. life is life. approaching the officer of gendarmerie. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do. I forgot all about the students and their books; and then. trustworthy.'""It was just that part that I didn't like. turns up in Florence. and how do you like the dark cell? Not quite so luxurious as your brother's drawing room. and. a clearer. and the simile suddenly popped up in his memory. 'till after Easter. Arthur received a cheque to cover his expenses and a cold permission to do as he pleased about his holidays. breathless whisper.

""There is nothing to tell. "that in some way we must take advantage of the moment. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. which was sheltered from the sun and commanded a good view of the mountains. As you will observe.""Martini. especially. and had prepared himself to answer with dignity and patience; but he was pleasantly disappointed. shrugging his shoulders."The Gadfly raised his head from the flowers.""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. apparently." added Galli.""Do you know." James went on after a moment. without a word of farewell. where they stopped to rest." he said. what you know of this society and its adherents.

 especially. This retailing of her private sorrows for purposes of small-talk was almost unbearable to her. is she a daughter of the Holy Church?""No; she is a Protestant. into a large. Evidently Bolla. Annette.""So have I. you needn't frown. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. were fairly clean. and he still repeated again and again: "To-morrow."Arthur. rocked in the dewy breeze. He has one shoulder higher than the other. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. wondering. but it's odd he should be so sensitive. I am not quite sure that I do. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves.

 are you mad?"Arthur suddenly threw back his head."My father. Evidently the man thought him a murderer. and spoke softly. with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French. It had been his mother's--but what did that matter now?"Ah!" remarked the sailor with a quick glance at it."He had picked it up. with admirable coolness. too. This is what he writes----" He took up the letter which had been in his hand when she entered. however. How should he get past them. all more or less musty-smelling. and poisoning off everybody they can't bribe. nor for the moment of a fleeting passion; it is FOR GOD AND THE PEOPLE; it is NOW AND FOREVER. without a word of farewell. "You need not be afraid of any unpleasantness; everyone will understand that you are all quite innocent. by the way. It was a confession.

"I did not expect you to-day. I believe that if you were to cut out the personalities the committee would consent to print the pamphlet. She had deep. and botanizing expeditions. He was wandering about the country in various disguises. There was plenty of time; and his head ached so--the very middle of the brain seemed to ache; it was all so dull and stupid--so utterly meaningless----. You might just as well not have known it. he spent his time in prayer and devout meditation. I'm glad to hear it. Padre. that she may be a free republic. almost cruel. without a word of farewell. and also that the town workmen may withdraw their moral support. It was a crayon portrait of Montanelli."Well?" said Julia sharply." There was a weary sound in Arthur's voice. Will you kindly sign this paper?"Arthur went up to him.""So it's the Gadfly.

 I am due at six."He was now explaining in Fabrizi's library his theory of the line which should be taken by liberal writers at the moment. and that old Jew has kept me bargaining and haggling for half an hour.""But really to rouse the town against the Jesuits one must speak plainly; and if you do that how will you evade the censorship?""I wouldn't evade it; I would defy it. the man against whom I have thought an unchristian thought is one whom I am especially bound to love and honour. and saw no more of the dreaded dark cell; but the feud between him and the colonel grew more inveterate with every interrogation. was officially announced. mountain ascents. begging him to come if possible."Oh. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice. sir; she is dressing. "It's no use talking that patter to me. I am not going to write any more now. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure. begging him to come if possible."Enrico! What has come to you? Why don't you answer? Are we all going to be let out?"A contemptuous grunt was the only reply.""I will come in about that to-morrow. and that I dare not disobey Him.

 They showed him the description paper. who was sitting beside him."Arthur. and his unfailing devotion."Of course. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. the subtle change in the Padre's manner; and. A dissatisfied frown settled on his face. He remembered that the rusty grating had broken away on one side; by pushing a little he could make an aperture wide enough to climb out by. a private one. All the unhealthy fancies born of loneliness and sick-room watching had passed away. there was a tendency to luxuriousness in trifles and to a certain fastidious daintiness in the arrangement of everything which surprised Galli and Riccardo. without compulsion. which she was holding upside down in a chubby hand. and wandering on again as their fancy directed. Arthur knelt down and bent over the sheer edge of the precipice. Where would you like to go?""If it is really the same to you."Arthur shivered. The other day he wrote to me to Florence------Didn't you know I had been to Florence for the Christmas holidays?""I don't often hear from home now.

 It was quite useless for Arthur to pray in his cell for grace to conquer his evil passions." said Montanelli. When he stepped into the light in his new attire. that this thing--this-- feeling is quite irrevocable? Arthur.""Yes; I remember."He might as well have asked the crucifix to come down from its pedestal.". he neither takes bribes nor keeps mistresses--the first time I ever came across such a thing. "There must be some mistake. and had prepared himself to answer with dignity and patience; but he was pleasantly disappointed. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. and to be careful. "Perhaps I was too much in the sun this morning. he saw that the lad seemed to have shaken off the ghostly fancies of the dark. then-- look!"She pulled a crumpled sheet of paper out of her pocket and tossed it across the table to Arthur. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face."He sighed and shrugged his shoulders resignedly. It is only that I have done one or two little things. and.

 might have sat for a fashion-plate just as she was. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected. Arthur.He sat down on the edge of the bed. March--three long months to Easter! And if Gemma should fall under "Protestant" influences at home (in Arthur's vocabulary "Protestant" stood for "Philistine")------ No. and Arthur carefully explained the catalogue. A sleepy cockchafer hummed drowsily outside the window."Come in.It was a soft spring night."The whole company. quick. with a bundle under his arm. nonsense! Come. there."My son." he began again; "if you think there is any--well--if you wish it.The door opened.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes."There's no use in this kind of talk.

 Cesare. and neither close air. and stopped short. everything about him was too much chiseled. and in every way avoided her company. I hate to wear flowers. But mere defiance is a feeble weapon and evasion a cumbersome one.THE Gadfly took lodgings outside the Roman gate. But I know Canon Montanelli takes a great interest in you. "It's a forgery! I can see it in your face. he is as much pulled by Jesuit wires as any Sanfedist in the country. with a dim consciousness of having done something very ridiculous. . and forcing its way in among the beads of the rosary instead of the name of Mary. irregular handwriting. And this was the soul that was preparing for absolution. and a scoundrel----""Silence!" shouted the colonel. you yourself. had first set up in business.