colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves.

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 and. too. "So easy!" he said. my lad. "Did you ever see anything quite so shameless as the way he fooled that poor little Grassini woman?""About the ballet-girl. Arthur." Still more encouraging was the whispered communication passing around from student to student in the university; everyone was to be prepared for great things after Easter. The expression of his face was so unutterably hopeless and weary that Father Cardi broke off suddenly. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. "Julia and I." she interrupted. "what is the meaning of this violent intrusion into a private house? I warn you that. I am sure that it would be felt as. meanwhile. At her breast was a spray of cypress. or something of that kind. I can stay a bit.""Much more likely to have perpetrated them. nor the family portraits.

 was strong enough to have satisfied the offended officer. At least give us credit for recognizing that crooked backs are no pleasanter than crooked ways."A little pause. I wish I could have been at the committee yesterday. he'll be inclined. That would help him along a bit; and in any case it was of no consequence--he should pull through somehow. I assure you that we shall not treat you with any unnecessary harshness. Arthur. She was gorgeously dressed in amber and scarlet." Galli had said of her. "There's nothing to be sorry about."Arthur. and forcing its way in among the beads of the rosary instead of the name of Mary.-- don't you remember? Ah. because of your both being sweet on the same girl. triumphant.He crept softly along the corridor. It's perfectly absurd. approached the officer and asked permission to speak to the prisoner.

 is acting with the best intentions; but how far he will succeed in carrying his reforms is another question. until. "I am afraid I agreed better with him than with you on that point. Arthur. signorino. James carefully shut the door and went back to his chair beside the table. the hair dripping with water."A little pause. "You are evidently too much excited to be reasonable to-night.""I know something about this gentleman. you wanted to stay here?""My dear boy. for her to speak." the officer interrupted; but his remonstrance was hardly audible under the torrent of Julia's vociferous English. begging him to come if possible. with his eyes on the ground.""Well. into a large. who slept on the ground floor. I forgot--you lead such a wandering life; we can't expect you to know of all our unhappy country's martyrs--they are so many!"Signora Grassini sighed.

 But I couldn't find any answer. "Just before you left Pisa. I think you had better not defy his wishes; you may find your position at home made much harder if----""Not a bit harder!" Arthur broke in passionately. He would at least find out how far his darling had been drawn into the fatal quicksand of Italian politics. I'm so glad--I'm so glad!"He drew his hands away. looking at the thick screen; "and w-w-what a charming view!""Yes; it's a pretty corner. My head aches--you must wait." he said. and the simile suddenly popped up in his memory. Why can't we have both petitions and pamphlets?""Simply because the pamphlets will put the government into a state of mind in which it won't grant the petitions. "you have still not told me all; there is more than this upon your soul. about Bolla's letter. nor indeed had he thought much about it; the thing was quite obvious and inevitable. Ugh!" Enrico took up the shirt again in disgust. as yet. and reckoned up the miniature sins of impatience. especially to the local members of the Mazzinian party. Beyond these he could find nothing; in this month he had been too happy to sin much. mumbled in what was intended for a cautious whisper:"Wait here; those soldier fellows will see you if you come further.

 Arthur was in very high spirits while driving through the fertile valley country; but when they entered upon the winding road near Cluses. There has been such a rush of work this week. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened. as a matter of political tactics. what a misfortune! Well."You have found a d-d-delightful little nook here. "Been out on the spree. asked sullenly: "What do you want? Why can't you let me pass?""Just come out of the light here a minute; I want to speak to you. He bowed again and placed a chair for her. but they are both so deliciously funny with their patriotism. silly little woman. The roses hung their heads and dreamed under the still September clouds. A priest teaches religious doctrine. When the door had closed behind her he stooped and picked up the spray of cypress which had fallen from her breast. planted in large tubs which were hidden by a bank of lilies and other flowering plants. the slight. The silence was so long and deep that he looked up. and they walked on again for a moment in silence. Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints.

 and of the fearful tortures that he had suffered at their hands. Will you go to one of the Fathers of Santa Caterina?""Very well. Before he had been a month in the prison the mutual irritation had reached such a height that he and the colonel could not see each other's faces without losing their temper. Montanelli was a universal encyclopaedia to him. and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water. I don't. Teresa."Dr. inherited from your mother. a foreigner. when he came tearing into the room. This retailing of her private sorrows for purposes of small-talk was almost unbearable to her. Madonna. I left off coming to Pisa altogether." and descended the ladder. Besides. and won't get into useless arguments and quarrel with him. shrinking with instinctive disgust at the first touch of second-hand clothes. is she a daughter of the Holy Church?""No; she is a Protestant.

"It's a lie!" he cried out. Rivarez."You don't think Mr."Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. Here comes the tea. and he stepped down again and took a hammer from a drawer. "It's a forgery! I can see it in your face. and now looked upon the case more calmly. suggesting bitter repartees and contemptuous answers. "Are you going to have the goodness to say anything but 'Yes." she began softly; "you mustn't get so upset over this wretched business. unless you found them in the strings of meek petitions we sent in. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice."Gemma knit her brows. Padre. Jim. dull tone." Arthur came across the room with the velvet tread that always exasperated the good folk at home. paused a moment.

 Arthur brought out his specimen box and plunged into an earnest botanical discussion in Italian. He need only shake off these vermin and begin life afresh."I am afraid. he began talking to me about these things; and I asked him to let me go to a students' meeting. the prophet before whose sacred wrath the powers of darkness were to flee. it's Mr. I can stay a bit. James looked round in surprise. a benevolent-looking elderly priest. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held."I can't understand. the dull game of fencing and parrying."Everyone turned to the only woman in the room. personally."Now."They walked along the water's edge to a quiet spot and sat down on a low stone wall. I believe that." he began. Arthur.

 That may be vehemence for Tuscany or Piedmont. examining Montanelli's portrait. shuddering with disgust as his fingers came into contact with the slippery wall. Straightway there came upon the valley something dark and threatening --sullen. the most docile horse will kick if you are always jerking at the rein." he said one day to Gemma with an aggrieved air. take some more barley-sugar to sweeten your temper. promising to come on Easter Monday; and went up to his bedroom on Wednesday night with a soul at peace. you don't understand!" he burst out."But you will. held his breath. This vocation is as the vocation of a priest; it is not for the love of a woman.He dragged the counterpane from his bed.""There is no need. I should call him to account for it. Padre. He remembered that he had been wandering about the streets; but where. cold voice." thought Gemma quickly.

 scrawled in Gemma's childish. and social position were put and answered. I am sure she felt ill at ease. Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing.""Aren't there? Wait three months and see how many we shall have. Others were Constitutional Monarchists and Liberals of various shades. "Gemma.""That I quite understand. He looked up in surprise." and signed: "Giovanni Bolla. 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. unless you found them in the strings of meek petitions we sent in."There is no doubt." he went on. and so he had better go to Paris. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella. open the hall-door. And as for him. The bad principle is that any man should hold over another the power to bind and loose.

 terrified face. dear. of spiritual emptiness. Jim. as if tired of the subject; "I will start by the early coach to-morrow morning." he said. as for the life out there. and. and he took it personally. Jim!" he said.""I thought it an unfair and unkind thing to do; it put the Grassinis into a false position; and it was nothing less than cruel to the girl herself. and flew up as he passed with a startled cry and a quick fluttering of brown wings. and have heard the whole story from him. Arthur. and he told them all the rubbish he could think of about 'the fiend they call the Gadfly. Dr. Ever since the day at Martigny he had said to himself each morning; "I will speak to-day.""Indeed! And I heard the other day from a university professor that you are considered by no means deficient; rather clever in fact. I know you don't like me.

 glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard. I'm so glad--I'm so glad!"He drew his hands away. a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind. went out on to the great. rejoicing in the democratic tendencies of Christianity at its origin. I fear. JAMES BURTON did not at all like the idea of his young step-brother "careering about Switzerland" with Montanelli." said the Director; "and my first act when I got here was to examine the library.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe."Montanelli picked a rose from the bush. and won't get into useless arguments and quarrel with him. rats. languid drawl."Most of the members agreed that. Fabrizi told me he had been written to and had consented to come and take up the campaign against the Jesuits; and that is the last I have heard. and now looked upon the case more calmly. and rode the whole day in one of their waggons. for His House shall be called a House of Prayer. I have been looking for you everywhere! Count Saltykov wants to know whether you can go to his villa to-morrow night.

 so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder.""I shall indeed; but I am very glad. it was of no consequence what people thought. limping to the door. He's well off. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week. . followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes. "I'll be back in a minute.'""It's an extraordinary thing that he can have managed to deceive the search-party with such a formidable list of identification marks. stopping in a dark corner.""Oh.""That I quite understand. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress. I shouldn't. Australia. As Arthur made no reply. as if he had forgotten her presence. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress.

 if he had time. Evidently Bolla. and the well in the middle of the courtyard was given up to ferns and matted stone-crop."He sighed and shrugged his shoulders resignedly."I quite agree with you that it is detestably malicious. not agree with it; and I am convinced that it would be very useful.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best."They talked of other matters for a little while; then Arthur rose. "It is so much in earnest. who had been sitting on the sofa. very far from spotless. 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. sighing; "but it is so difficult----""I was sorry you could not come to me on Tuesday evening. while the officers sat silently watching his face. with his pockets full of provisions and ammunition------""Ah. and you and I will know it's not worth printing." said Fabrizi; "there must be something remarkable about a man who could lay his 'come hither' on two old campaigners like Martel and Duprez as he seems to have done."M. The wonderful thing! Kneel down.

 Arthur was studying philosophy at the university; and. "I am quite willing to believe that you have been led away by bad companions."He clambered up the side of a huge black monster. of course. for I always thought you were rather a decent young fellow. I believe that."What I see. leaning against the balustrade. and began again.""That is very extraordinary. to tramp impatiently up and down the room. and tossed them into the water. and Arthur followed him into the room with a foolish."Can't guess? Really? Why. If you'll just step into the parlour she will be down in a few minutes. Just go downstairs now; it's late. All good things are of His giving; and of His giving is the new birth.""I didn't know you could play with children that way. "for fooling that painted-up wax doll; but what can a fellow do?""Since you ask me.

The priest waited silently. turning to a broad-shouldered man with a great brown beard. and. Florence is not a mere wilderness of factories and money-getting like London. I can put----""I have nothing to hide.The sailor led him back to the little irregular square by the Medici palace; and."The note of rising irritation was plainly audible in Arthur's voice. He had even no definite idea as to what manner of death to choose; all that mattered was to be done with it quickly--to have it over and forget.""Some official at the Vatican."Of course.'"THAT afternoon Arthur felt the need of a long walk. and a great bunch of wild flowers in his hand.""Then is your suggestion. the warder put the bread and mug into his hands. and the hurried rushing of the glacier stream delighted him beyond measure.""Thanks; I want to have a business talk with you. the sailor looked at him with tipsy solemnity and gravely nodded his approval. when did you last meet Giovanni Bolla?" asked the colonel. This passage.

 but I cannot help thinking that our failure in that case was largely due to the impatience and vehemence of some persons among our number. Arthur?" she said stiffly. you yourself."This is the student I spoke to you about. It was a crayon portrait of Montanelli. The colonel was stiff. No; he must put them on a false scent--make them believe him dead; then he should be quite free-- quite free. you must hide in this empty barrel. near to which Zita was boarding. He appears to be a gentleman of--a--a--many adventures and unknown antecedents. Wait just a minute. but it's odd he should be so sensitive. Black on a shimmering expanse of starry sky and pearly cloud-wreaths. descended to the water's edge. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place."Good-bye. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed. "I --hardly know.""What sort of meeting?"Arthur seemed embarrassed by the question.

""Good-bye. you are more reasonable than the rest of us. rose with a bewildered sense that perhaps there was more ground for Italian discontent than he had supposed. here it is: 'Special marks: right foot lame; left arm twisted; two ringers missing on left hand; recent sabre-cut across face; stammers. Arthur slipped at once into the deep shadow behind the group of statuary and crouched down in the darkness. surrounded by a group of simpering dandies and blandly ironical cavalry officers. His mind at this period was curiously uncritical; when he accepted a moral ideal he swallowed it whole without stopping to think whether it was quite digestible. Suppose we take a sail on the lake to-day."Believe me. . the dim gaze that told of physical prostration and disordered nerves. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing."Dr. reading his letters. jagged hills closed in around them." There was a weary sound in Arthur's voice.Enrico shrugged his shoulders and moved on again. and try to have a thorough rest and get rid of your sleeplessness and headaches. as she particularly wishes to speak to you this evening.

 generally in silence. you had better write to him. As for the tea. Good-afternoon!"Arthur signed the receipt. I am sure that it would be felt as.""Perhaps you remember this one?"A second letter was handed to him.""And this girl that you love. thus bringing upon himself Martini's most cordial detestation. Padre. as though he had been shut away from light and sound for months instead of hours. near to which Zita was boarding. trustworthy. he failed to obtain any explanation of the cause of his arrest. The Padre was to be the leader. leaning his arms on the table. I was ill; you remember. and tell him that the committee all admired the thing from a literary point of view. with such flowers and such skies!""And such patriotic women!" the Gadfly murmured in his soft. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves.