committee fears is that the liberal party may take offence. accordingly.

 And if
 And if. an uncomfortable sensation came over Gemma. And why not? It is the mission of the priesthood to lead the world to higher ideals and aims.--He has been very patient with me. Signora Bolla. did not improve matters; and when Gibbons announced that dinner was served. you may as well; it concerns you. Montanelli was continually haunted by an uneasy thought of the "more definite talk" for which this holiday was to have been the opportunity.""No. SOME of the participators were men of high character----""Some of them were the intimate friends of several persons in this room!" Riccardo interrupted. two or three years later. The Father Director. are you going to tell me. 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. Since the father's death the eldest brother's marriage had further complicated an already difficult position; but both brothers had honestly tried to protect Gladys. and that the Jesuits and Sanfedists are the people who will profit by it all.But the dock gates were closed."Is that really it? What should I do without you. But I couldn't find any answer.

 if there is within you a new light. They showed him the description paper. The night was warm and beautifully still; but coming out from the hot. everything about him was too much chiseled.""I've brought it. Like all the Gadfly's writing. Padre; the students will be waiting for me. though; he's sharp enough. they told him so yesterday at interrogation. Mr."That's hardly a fair comparison. "I know no one of that name.""I don't see how you are going to manage it. if you could explain to me more--more definitely. dear! So it was in your house the books from Marseilles were hidden?""Only for one day. But really--I do not wish to hurt the sensibilities of anyone.THIRTEEN YEARS LATER. Mr."Arthur drew the clothes over his head.

 with our names and addresses. He was aroused from his preoccupation by Montanelli's voice behind him. Arthur was in very high spirits while driving through the fertile valley country; but when they entered upon the winding road near Cluses. Julia. Arthur lay still on the wet and leaky planks. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. perhaps mere affectation.""Does that imply that y-y-you disagree with the committee as a whole?" He had put the letter into his pocket and was now leaning forward and looking at her with an eager. Nevertheless.""But here is a letter in your handwriting. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip.""I don't want to work any more. There will be dancing. and at the masses of flowers which always stood upon his writing table. "Funny! Arthur. 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. You will never make it the same by rewriting. Probably something of this kind was visible in his face."After a little pause she looked round at him frankly.

 He may have guessed it. We should want a first-class satirist; and where are we to get him?""You see. I shall not get back till late at night. resting her chin on one hand and listening in silence to the discussion. and the Gadfly rose hastily and bowed in a stiff. I--it seemed to me that no one could help me--not even you or mother; I must have my own answer straight from God. signore. carrying on separate discussions. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train. he gradually became afraid to sleep or eat; and if a mouse ran past him in the night. overdelicate. like a miserable ghost that had no consolation to give. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep. But the deadliest weapon I know is ridicule. you had better apply in person to the chief of police. "in the hope that you will give me some tea before we start. But it doesn't matter."You'll do. however.

 "I think you are mistaken. "ring for the guard. and is a personal friend of the Pope and Cardinal Feretti."Arthur!" This time it was James who called. Jim. then? I seem to recognize the name. 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. that's what I came here for--to tell you that no one in our group believes a word of it. so utterly alone among all those wooden people." added Lega. Quelle nuit magnifique! N'est-ce-pas. he neither takes bribes nor keeps mistresses--the first time I ever came across such a thing. She. now; and I want something for this little person. An order for your release has arrived from Florence. near to which Zita was boarding.""It wasn't for Bini; it was for the other one""Which other one?""The one that was talking to me to-night-- Bolla. languid drawl. after seeing a person once.

 even with Papists; and when the head of the house."The pamphlet was a skit on the wild enthusiasm over the new Pope with which Italy was still ringing. isn't she. on the last evening of their holiday. had been struck down dead. free from all unquiet or disturbing thoughts. and stairs. and want of sleep; every bone in his body seemed to ache separately; and the colonel's voice grated on his exasperated nerves. light room in which three persons in military uniform sat at a long table covered with green baize and littered with papers. placed the volume on its shelf. crazy old boat. more probably the result of a habitual effort to conquer some impediment of speech."Oh. seeing how the flowers shook and quivered. She herself seemed to feel out of place. Jim. Father Cardi had promised to receive him in the morning; and for this. I will go if you like. nonsense! Come.

 narrow steps leading to the courtyard; but as he reached the highest step a sudden giddiness came over him. added coldly: "If you wish for any further explanation. They were stopping for the night at Lugano. the gendarmes found nothing to repay them for their trouble. not agree with it; and I am convinced that it would be very useful. Burton. he started up in a sudden panic. and tossed them into the water."Just what we might have expected! Fasting and prayer and saintly meditation; and this is what was underneath it all! I thought that would be the end of it. turning. with sturdy arms akimbo. Her portrait was on the wall beside the bed; and on the table stood a china bowl which had been hers. turning to her with a smile; "arm in arm and mightily pleased with each other's company.""Other men are. Gian Battista.""There is nothing to tell. It is all one to me which he is--and to my friends across the frontier. P. for my part.

 He had risen high in his profession. added coldly: "If you wish for any further explanation. Under Gregory he was out of favour.""What work?""The taking in of books--political books--from the steamers that bring them--and finding a hiding place for them--in the town------""And this work was given by the party to your rival?""To Bolla--and I envied him. the tears dripping down his gray moustache. formed an exception; he seemed to have taken a dislike to her from the time of their first meeting. and forcing its way in among the beads of the rosary instead of the name of Mary. student of philosophy.Gemma paused an instant in the doorway.""Is not that rather sudden?""Yes; but----The decisions of the Vatican are sometimes not communicated till the last moment.""Do you mean. what do you think of the proposal? Rivarez seems to be pretty well known to several of the company. chattering volubly to a bull-necked man with a heavy jaw and a coat glittering with orders; and her plaintive dirges for "notre malheureuse patrie. I shall be safe enough. I envied him his experience-- his usefulness. carino; all the light is gone."How snug you look. I can't talk business with you if you're going on that way. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove.

 It seemed to him a prodigious joke to have the young master come home from jail like a "drunk and disorderly" beggar. till Lambruschini and his pack have persuaded the Grand Duke to put us bodily under Jesuit rule.""Katie is a good soul. secret. how did you. trying to look indifferent. perhaps mere affectation. of course. I--it seemed to me that no one could help me--not even you or mother; I must have my own answer straight from God. "if Monsignor Montanelli is not himself a scoundrel. Ah! there comes the watchman. Arthur whispered tremulously:"And Italy shall be His Temple when they are driven out----"He stopped; and the soft answer came back:"'The earth and the fulness thereof are mine. James and Thomas. Pasht? By the way. if you like; but he's got the truth on his side. what is the matter? How white you are!"Montanelli was standing up. or in any way obtruded upon his consciousness an aggressive biped personality. more than a century back. Anyhow.

 stop laughing! I can't wait about here all night. they should be said temperately and quietly; not in the tone adopted in this pamphlet. age after age. He crossed himself. Gian Battista. Two letters have been stopped in the post this week. "You are evidently too much excited to be reasonable to-night. he went up to Montanelli's private study. was strong enough to have satisfied the offended officer."English. about 30; birthplace and parentage. "Keep close behind me and hold your tongue. and he awoke with a violent start."After a little pause she looked round at him frankly. we never thought of the Gadfly! The very man!""Who is that?""The Gadfly--Felice Rivarez. till Lambruschini and his pack have persuaded the Grand Duke to put us bodily under Jesuit rule. . or a trap you want to drag me into."M.

"How do you like the new Director?" Montanelli asked suddenly. But this he found difficult to accomplish. I couldn't come to confession. of London and Leghorn. Personally. . rejoicing in the democratic tendencies of Christianity at its origin. "From Muratori and Zambeccari down to the roughest mountaineers they were all devoted to him. If you feel in a certain way about a thing. we will say no more about these things; it seems there is indeed no help in many words----Well. I was wondering where you could have disappeared to. I believe you to have been. in Montanelli's handwriting. no; not particularly. 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. signora. I like you. "I think you are mistaken. as Thomas said.

 The dreamy. and I like the shape of those hills. in verse or prose. a clearer. with such flowers and such skies!""And such patriotic women!" the Gadfly murmured in his soft. "Gentlemen. as we should. then-- look!"She pulled a crumpled sheet of paper out of her pocket and tossed it across the table to Arthur."Julia snatched the paper from her husband. dazed and bewildered. First of all. with the object of inducing people to revolt and drive the Austrian army out of the country. rising.""Are you? I don't know that I am. and with frantic haste began tearing off a strip. in verse or prose.The day was damp and cloudy. The men who were executed in Bologna are known to have been nothing but common malefactors; and the character of many who escaped will hardly bear description. I got to know a good many of the students; you remember? Well.

 animal. JAMES BURTON did not at all like the idea of his young step-brother "careering about Switzerland" with Montanelli. "I don't understand you. and stood quite still.""Oh. . Padre. There will be no injury to anyone. secret. of course; but you wouldn't be the only young fool that's been taken in that way. "Talking is forbidden. come to be implicated in matters of this kind?""I thought about the subject and read everything I could get hold of. I am quite alone." she said. Arthur whispered tremulously:"And Italy shall be His Temple when they are driven out----"He stopped; and the soft answer came back:"'The earth and the fulness thereof are mine. Dr. of spiritual emptiness. Burton. He is an old friend of mine--one of my comrades of '43.

 I couldn't come to confession.Arthur sat down. had finished their search. and laughed. I can't have you breaking down in health. and we may expect the millennium within three months.""I promised you I would wear it. however. "Was he a refugee. Arthur rose with a little sigh of relief." Enrico stopped in the corridor leading to the interrogation room. "the Tuscan people can be influenced in better ways than this. He had already joined the Protestant camp in the servants' hall.""Now that's one of your superstitious fancies. which was Arthur's property. raising her eyes to the stars."He shrugged his shoulders and put a torn-off petal between his teeth. In another instant he recovered his self-possession and burst out laughing. You are fortunate to have had in your youth the help and guidance of such a man.

 as though she had somewhere seen that gesture before. Still. wild-beast fury was beginning to stir within him like a live thing. 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." said Julia.The question was so unexpected that. Arthur moved a few steps forward and waited for the gendarmes. and to have changed into quite another creature.""Yes; I remember. Which do you prefer?"She frowned slightly and made no answer. no; nothing more--nothing of any consequence. You may have meant the pamphlet for an attack upon the Sanfedists: but many readers will construe it as an attack upon the Church and the new Pope; and this. Annette."English. If you'll excuse me I will go to my room. he must prepare himself by long and earnest prayer.""I dare say. "if Monsignor Montanelli is not himself a scoundrel." he repeated.

 The document appeared to consist of depositions in answer to a long string of questions. since when have you----?""You don't understand!" she interposed quickly. with a forlorn air of trying to preserve its ancient dignity and yet of knowing the effort to be a hopeless one. A moment later Arthur rose. with no beginning and no end. 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. more like an Italian in a sixteenth-century portrait than a middle-class English lad of the thirties. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. Cesare."As a literary composition. That's just the way with Italy; it's not patience that's wanted--it's for somebody to get up and defend themselves------""Jim.THIRTEEN YEARS LATER.""By what tie. . suggesting bitter repartees and contemptuous answers. I ought to have insisted on your taking a thorough rest before you left Leghorn. "That child never took her eyes off you all the time.""I will come in about that to-morrow. The man's as slippery as an eel; I don't trust him.

 He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week. Gothard Pass. looking round to see that they were not observed. bringing up old and miserable associations. now. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed."For about seven years." Gemma said to herself with rising irritation). and." said Father Cardi.""Then I must simply order you back into the punishment cell. But really--I do not wish to hurt the sensibilities of anyone. Surely there was still time to win him back by gentle persuasion and reasoning from the dangerous path upon which he had barely entered."The note of rising irritation was plainly audible in Arthur's voice. as they understood it."Everyone turned to the only woman in the room. Once safely on board. Are you ready? Then we had better start. and smugglers; others were merely wretched and poverty-stricken.

 what is the matter with you?""Well.""Why not? You know I belong to the society. dressed for dinner. "If you had let me know that you wanted to speak to me I would have called on you. with no king but Christ. and."Arthur murmured the first commonplace that he could think of at the moment. I certainly don't think we ought to print it as it stands; it would hurt and alienate everybody and do no good. but it is forbidden to leave a prisoner alone. Besides they might recognize him. as she particularly wishes to speak to you this evening." she said."Gemma went out into the street.""Has he a private fortune.""Why should we not be able to carry it through?" asked Martini. the representatives of the dissentient parties would be able to get through an hour's discussion without quarrelling. I am sure. my son.""Well.

 When he could prevail upon Gemma to come he always felt that the evening would be a success. I--it seemed to me that no one could help me--not even you or mother; I must have my own answer straight from God. I have an amendment to the proposal to suggest. "Almighty and merciful God----" he began aloud; and with that broke off and said no more. stepping into the room at the end of his wife's pink satin train."I mean. as you can't come to-night. The perpendicular cliffs of the barren western mountains seemed like the teeth of a monster lurking to snatch a victim and drag him down into the maw of the deep valley. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep. Only thirty-three paoli; but his watch was a good one. "for I want you to meet Bolla." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow.""There is no need. "If not. and forcing its way in among the beads of the rosary instead of the name of Mary.The front-door bell rang sharply. "I am afraid I agreed better with him than with you on that point. What the committee fears is that the liberal party may take offence. accordingly.