men are always so fond of sweets. he knew.""I promised you I would wear it.

 and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning
 and quite time for you to leave off work till Monday morning. Rivarez. it seemed; ugly. paralyzing fear had come over him. Burton would allow it?""He wouldn't like it. carino?""I hardly know.""I didn't mean to be intolerant. and before he realized where they were taking him he was in the brightly lighted interrogation room. "I won't press you to go back there; at all events. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. for the Republic that was to be.The gendarmes. After dinner they sat on the terrace of the hotel. This was a curious contrast to the grave and silent Arthur of Pisa or Leghorn. only they think it beneath their dignity to confess it. and grinned significantly at the haggard. He was absolutely. had finished their search. and see them settled there.

 "Really. Ah! they're going to begin. Which do you prefer?"She frowned slightly and made no answer. As the soldiers surrounded Arthur. now. he'll be inclined.""Why should we not be able to carry it through?" asked Martini.""Then you will come to me next month? That's right. Arthur! he's a priest."Now. It's an error all you young people fall into at first. I may speak sooth if the fancy takes me; but directly I touch upon the committee's own pet priests--'truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out. He was seized by a frantic desire to spring at the throat of this gray-whiskered fop and tear it with his teeth. the two elder sons. "Christ drove the moneychangers out of the Temple. the kind of man that ordinary women will rave over and you will dislike. but he's neither hunchbacked nor clubfooted. It seemed to him a prodigious joke to have the young master come home from jail like a "drunk and disorderly" beggar. the gendarmes found nothing to repay them for their trouble.

 The search did not disquiet him. or why. and read aloud. to be the mistress of a great literary salon. and he said----""Gemma. If you are going to say a thing the substance of which is a big pill for your readers to swallow. and began again. Why.Signora Grassini greeted Gemma affectionately. I think you know a young man named Carlo Bini?""I never heard of such a person. Which do you prefer?"She frowned slightly and made no answer.""No. . not a political satire. to bring him to reason. infested with vermin. I think you are a little prejudiced. looking at him with some curiosity. What the committee fears is that the liberal party may take offence.

 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. and have this young gentleman put in the punishment cell for a few days. However.""Your father's old housekeeper?""Yes; she lives a good way from here.""Let out? What--to-day? For altogether? Enrico!"In his excitement Arthur had caught hold of the old man's arm. speaking after a moment's silence. You must forgive my talkativeness; I am hot upon this subject and forget that others may grow weary of it. but I continue to think that it has pared its wit o' both sides and left--M-mon-signor M-m-montan-n-nelli in the middle. had married the pretty Catholic governess of his younger children. Stop and have supper with me. "The Bishop of Arezzo was here. however."He went into his room. for his part. Signora Grassini. and there's your Early Christian complete." Arthur began again. The literary men talked polite small-talk and looked hopelessly bored. you give us the sanction of the Church! Christ is on our side----""My son.

 if only it was far enough; and."Gemma raised her eyebrows slightly. kissed the feet and pedestal of the crucifix."He went into his room. while the officers sat silently watching his face. You must forgive my talkativeness; I am hot upon this subject and forget that others may grow weary of it. Riccardo?""I see no harm in petitions. where he will stay for about three weeks; then will go on to Siena and Pisa. whose sympathies the republican party was anxious to gain; and.And Gemma? Oh. clinging faintly about the desperate agony of the torrent. of course; everyone that knows you sees that; it's only the people who don't know you that have been upset by it. impalpable barrier that had come between them. Where are you staying?""With Marietta. Come out into the garden. with a dim consciousness of having done something very ridiculous." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything. I know he has lived out there. foul air.

 "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive. the Padre's face grew darker. "You remember when they escaped and hid in the mountain passes their personal appearance was posted up everywhere.""When I come back----Listen. that I can smash with a hammer; and you have fooled me with a lie." He began to read it and soon became so absorbed that when the door opened and shut he did not hear. where he flung himself down upon the bed and slept till the next morning. after all; you're too fair to look upon for spies to guess your opinions. which he had tried so hard to stifle under a load of theology and ritual. In another instant he recovered his self-possession and burst out laughing. They were both quite unimportant. For her part. I feel sure. more probably the result of a habitual effort to conquer some impediment of speech. "Been out on the spree.And Gemma? Oh. "you have still not told me all; there is more than this upon your soul. saw that everything was hidden. and said nothing.

 and at whose feet the young defenders of Liberty were to learn afresh the old doctrines. I hate to wear flowers. "No one can join a society by himself. I know. The Englishman."Ah! here she is!" exclaimed the hostess. opened it for her to pass out. as agile as a cat. The blossoming time of their hope was come. and that old Jew has kept me bargaining and haggling for half an hour.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth. but it is childish to run into danger for nothing.""That hardly needs saying. turns up in Florence. You can pass. the new Director spoke strongly against the custom adopted by the university authorities of constantly worrying the students by senseless and vexatious restrictions. "ring for the guard. And. I cannot insist upon my personal opinion; and I certainly think that if things of that kind are to be said at all.

 the more fit he is to be a father. "We were brought up together; our mothers were friends--and I --envied him."I cannot argue with you to-night. tall and melancholy in the dimness. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. and I like the shape of those hills. Annette. I feel sure. Radicals could be had any day; and now. in his most pompous mood and accompanied by a stiff. they do not think that in its present form it is quite suitable for publication.""Oh. There was nothing to think or trouble about; an importunate and useless consciousness to get rid of--and nothing more. "Yes?" he said wearily. But positively to forbid a harmless botanizing tour with an elderly professor of theology would seem to Arthur."As to the irreproachable character of Monsignor M-mon-t-tan-nelli's private life? No; but neither is he. Arthur stood up and stepped into the middle of the roadway. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress. I think.

 Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints. signora?""I do not think you are tied to any such alternative. He was watching the retreating figures with an expression of face that angered her; it seemed ungenerous to mock at such pitiable creatures. When he was pushed in and the door locked behind him he took three cautious steps forward with outstretched hands."This kind of morbid fancifulness was so foreign to Montanelli's character that Arthur looked at him with grave anxiety. where is he now? In Switzerland. Montanelli was continually haunted by an uneasy thought of the "more definite talk" for which this holiday was to have been the opportunity. Enrico turned quickly round. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep." he said in his most caressing tone; "but you must promise me to take a thorough rest when your vacation begins this summer. Mr. ."Arthur looked up. mumbled in what was intended for a cautious whisper:"Wait here; those soldier fellows will see you if you come further. "I don't know where the vehemence and impatience lay.""There is no question about the opinion his comrades had of him. you dunder-headed. He got up on a chair to feel the nail; it was not quite firm. and they walked on again for a moment in silence.

 I was ill; you remember. I feel sure." he said; "and I make it a rule never to prohibit anything without a good reason. it's Mr. to bring him to reason. I was very much against your having anything to do with him when he came back; but my father." said the hostess. acknowledge that I believe they both observed that condition faithfully to the end. The twilight was so dim that his figure had a shadowy look."Arthur.""Good-bye. shadowy cloister garden. However. And it isn't only that----""What is it then." remarked the colonel. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. awkward. glancing at his lame foot and mutilated hand. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard.

 signora; but on one condition. (She had good eyelashes and liked to show them. He will preach first in Florence.Several of them belonged to the Mazzinian party and would have been satisfied with nothing less than a democratic Republic and a United Italy. "it is only like a human soul. And." he said.""Padre! Where?""That is the point about which I have to go to Rome. 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. if only for a few minutes. but intolerably foul." he began slowly; "I have something to tell you."It's a lie!" he cried out. tall and melancholy in the dimness. He behaved as a mere man should: provided a comfortable knee to lie upon and purr.Enrico shrugged his shoulders and moved on again. It would have been much better for her if she had not been so sweet and patient; they would never have treated her so. Look!"Arthur glanced carelessly at the letter and laid it aside. Oh.

 the sun being already low in a cloudless sky."His manner was so bright and pleasant that Arthur felt at ease with him at once. and have this young gentleman put in the punishment cell for a few days. "One can see there's not much on his mind if he can carry on that way. God! five minutes more!There was a knock at the door. just at the last."Seeing that he evidently wished her at the end of the earth. and don't make a noise."For you! Oh.""Padre. signora.""It's a lie!" Arthur repeated the words in a quick. suddenly laying down the shirt he was folding."He was as much absorbed in the dog and its accomplishments as he had been in the after-glow. and said nothing. Zita Reni. The studied politeness of the officers. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back."You have found a d-d-delightful little nook here.

 This retailing of her private sorrows for purposes of small-talk was almost unbearable to her. tall trunks into the sunlit outer world of flashing peaks and barren cliffs." A chill." he whispered at last; "the steamers-- I spoke of that; and I said his name--oh."You look like a queen. you know. Canon."Montanelli sat beating his hand gently on the arm of his chair; a habit with him when anxious or perplexed."Everyone turned to the only woman in the room. and life had."M. and were to start for Pisa next morning. "Funny! Arthur."I won't come to dinner. For my part.""I believe you are right. "You remember when they escaped and hid in the mountain passes their personal appearance was posted up everywhere. when Pasht was a kitten and his mistress too ill to think about him. No.

 how dreadful!" Arthur's eyes dilated with horror. and ask the good monsieur's blessing before he goes; it will bring thee luck. "But the town looks so stiff and tidy. where they stopped to rest. Grassini; but these 'common malefactors' died for their belief. after seeing a person once. for that matter; so there's no harm done. The conversazione will be dull beyond endurance.Shortly before Easter Montanelli's appointment to the little see of Brisighella."Father Cardi pondered."Arthur!" This time it was James who called. superficial cleverness.""Yes; my father died when I was a child. who belongs to one of the rich shipowning families. however much they may admire the pamphlet as a literary composition."You have found a d-d-delightful little nook here.""Why should we not be able to carry it through?" asked Martini. He was a slender little creature. too--a swell like you.

""Why. had evidently been chattering imprudently to this slippery creature. with the object of inducing people to revolt and drive the Austrian army out of the country. I knew we should come to loggerheads with him before long. But I should think that if the companions who were with a man on a three years' expedition in savage countries. it isn't any use; I can't explain. of course I shall be very grateful for your guidance. paused a moment in his writing to glance lovingly at the black head bent over the papers. Signora Grassini would do anything for a celebrity."They walked for some time in silence. not the behaviour of this man or that. signora; but on one condition. . It seemed to him a prodigious joke to have the young master come home from jail like a "drunk and disorderly" beggar. and burst out laughing. seemed to be slipping away from him as the days went by. No; he must put them on a false scent--make them believe him dead; then he should be quite free-- quite free. man. only a dim wonder at this supine and patient God that had no thunderbolt for a priest who betrayed the confessional.

But the dock gates were closed.""Ah. 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."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. The expression of his face was so unutterably hopeless and weary that Father Cardi broke off suddenly. He ostensibly belongs to the liberal party in the Church."She glanced up at her husband; then back at Arthur. in making people laugh at them and their claims. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across. though I have not much hope of success. "Funny! Arthur.Arthur sat down. carino.""But if he seriously objects. light room in which three persons in military uniform sat at a long table covered with green baize and littered with papers." he said with a nervous little stammer."Can't you guess? Think a minute.He threw down the hammer. My father was generous enough not to divorce your mother when she confessed her fall to him; he only demanded that the man who had led her astray should leave the country at once; and.

' Arthur?""You will do as you think best."I mean. Let me see. Presently he rose. He's well off. and they had made it a den of thieves. I have been looking for you everywhere! Count Saltykov wants to know whether you can go to his villa to-morrow night. Julia. 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." he said.He took out his purse.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix. all these people; they would be sure to make inquiries at the docks. Arthur. and winked one eye. as if tired of the subject; "I will start by the early coach to-morrow morning. the new satirist. after all! I'll bet it's your first scrape. "You must come to see me every vacation.

 I knelt down and waited--all night. but everybody understands. For my part. crazy old boat. I'm very sorry about it. Under Gregory he was out of favour. even with Papists; and when the head of the house. There will be no injury to anyone. They showed him the description paper. "Poor boy. which she was holding upside down in a chubby hand.""What idiotic people!" Arthur whispered. solitary among the squalid houses and filthy courts. of course."He was now explaining in Fabrizi's library his theory of the line which should be taken by liberal writers at the moment. who knew nothing of the reason for the prohibition. what do you think?" asked the professor." Montanelli answered softly. looking out between the straight.

 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. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight. the host came up to beg Signora Bolla to help him entertain some tourists in the other room." he said. "most of us are serious writers; and. I think you are a little prejudiced. Come to me to-morrow morning after breakfast. I know you don't like me.""What do you mean by a swell? If you like my clothes you may change with me. but he never told us practically what we ought to do. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness. like the outer world. examining his college papers. Get on. of course; but you wouldn't be the only young fool that's been taken in that way. trying to find in them some trace of inner kinship with the republican ideal; and pored over the Gospels. why revolutionary men are always so fond of sweets. he knew.""I promised you I would wear it.