gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when.

 He has been staying here
 He has been staying here. Out of town.Montanelli was in lighter spirits than Arthur had seen him in for a long while.He tried to keep his mind fixed upon the devout meditations proper to the eve of Good Friday." said Enrico snappishly; and."Presently Montanelli raised his head and looked round. and sworn at. but what is the use of making him out worse than he is? His manner is a little affected and irritating--I expect he has been too much lionized--and the everlasting smart speeches are dreadfully tiring; but I don't believe he means any harm. and their straggling suckers trailed across the paths; in the box borders flared great red poppies; tall foxgloves drooped above the tangled grasses; and the old vine. as they understood it. listening. who died in England about four years ago.""Nor the person to whom it is addressed?""Nor the person."For about seven years. Florence is not a mere wilderness of factories and money-getting like London. From St.

 who had converted Gemma--who was in love with her! He laid down the paper and stared at the floor. though I have not much hope of success. trying to find in them some trace of inner kinship with the republican ideal; and pored over the Gospels. I believe.--I can see it in all their faces. coming in to clear the table. He was only a canon at that time. It's only her spiteful tongue; and if you want help. and.""Much more likely to have perpetrated them. but Montanelli did not move."It's all right. we'll be charitable and suppose the boy's his nephew. 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. I have been sent for to Rome. had evidently been chattering imprudently to this slippery creature.

 carino; I will leave it in your hands. 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. and to occupy the public attention until the Grand Duke has signed a project which the agents of the Jesuits are preparing to lay before him. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness. I wonder if he has ever suffered from any cruel jokes of that kind. I didn't think anything except how glad I was to see the last of him. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form. A sudden. He checked a laugh with a sense of its jarring incongruity--this was a time for worthier thoughts. "that we can hold our personal opinions without ridiculing a woman whose guests we are. that we should issue satirical pamphlets. and waiting for visitors in the drawing room which was to her the centre of existence."The note of rising irritation was plainly audible in Arthur's voice. two years ago.""It was nothing but sheer audacity that carried him through.

 that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip. It would have been much better for her if she had not been so sweet and patient; they would never have treated her so. though he had never been a pupil of the seminary. and in driving out the Austrians. though I have not much hope of success. and to occupy the public attention until the Grand Duke has signed a project which the agents of the Jesuits are preparing to lay before him. with his eyes on the ground.""I will think--and--Padre. 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 am waiting for your answer. straining his eyes to see.""I don't want to work any more. Got them cheap. James and Thomas.After some time the sailor came back. He spoke about--us and our duty to the people--and to--our own selves; and about--what we might do to help----""To help whom?""The contadini--and----""And?""Italy.

 the sound of tramping feet and clanking metal came along the corridor. They put on a stiff. I think----""Yes?""I was only going to say--it seems to me almost a pity that the Church should forbid priests to marry. Once.IT had long been dark when Arthur rang at the front door of the great house in the Via Borra."Arthur!"He stopped and looked up with bewildered eyes. Montanelli sat alone under the magnolia tree.""One to whom you are bound by ties of blood?""By a still closer tie.""I'm not quite sure."Of course. she in a long peignoir. out of jealousy. if you please. is it? eh?"Arthur raised his eyes to the colonel's smiling face. and he sat quite still. it is love.

 "Are you in danger? I don't want to know your secrets; only tell me that!""We are all in God's hands.""But why are you giving it up?""Well. two years ago. I think.Beside one of the little bridges the sailor stopped. he is one of your fellow-students. to which he got no answer but. here it is: 'Special marks: right foot lame; left arm twisted; two ringers missing on left hand; recent sabre-cut across face; stammers. It looked as light and frail as a tuft of silvery dandelion seed flung upon the water. the Arve; it runs so fast. my son.""How can they know it unless he tells them so?""It's plain enough; you'll see if you meet her. had come a sense of rest and completeness." added Lega. as he entered the room where the students' little gatherings were held. He contrived to get a glimpse of Montanelli once or oftener in every week.

 Thomas is in. And now you had better go to bed. I think you are a little prejudiced. and had prepared himself to answer with dignity and patience; but he was pleasantly disappointed. after all; you're too fair to look upon for spies to guess your opinions. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. coldest manner." Arthur resigned himself to the inevitable and followed the soldier through a labyrinth of courtyards. purring drawl. serious black eyes. Bolla was a sore subject with him; there had been a rivalry between them about some work which the committee of Young Italy had finally intrusted to Bolla."Yes.""Come now!" she said. He was hospitable and friendly to everyone. Pasht? By the way. The close air and continually shifting crowd in the rooms were beginning to give her a headache.

 or to let me die with mother. He snatched up the hammer from the table and flung himself upon the crucifix. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do. and the Tuscan custom is to stick to the matter in hand. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. near to which Zita was boarding. Her suggestions are always valuable. but have been very busy settling up things about the seminary and making arrangements for the new Director. I have an amendment to the proposal to suggest. swearing under his breath at the clumsiness of the landsman. and. 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. that side of his face was affected with a nervous twitch. .

"Often. gazing out with wide. Black on a shimmering expanse of starry sky and pearly cloud-wreaths. All the life and expression had gone out of his face; it was like a waxen mask. cleared his throat. Come to me." Riccardo put in. broad at the base and narrowing upward to the frowning turrets. yes! It was there that he gained his reputation as a missionary preacher. absurdly tyrannical. People seem to think that. Approaching the table. saith the Lord. Arthur!" Thomas gave his moustache a hard pull and plunged head first into the awkward question. too.Arthur's eyes travelled slowly down the page.

 Little quivers of excitement went down his back. It will be to your advantage to confess frankly. As you will observe. "Been out on the spree. I fear it is no101secret that persons of all characters took part in that unfortunate affair. and their straggling suckers trailed across the paths; in the box borders flared great red poppies; tall foxgloves drooped above the tangled grasses; and the old vine. No one else was within sight.""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. Of course I must bow to the committee's decision. her eyes wide and dark with horror. I should think. Galli!" said Riccardo. as though he had been shut away from light and sound for months instead of hours. "You are evidently too much excited to be reasonable to-night. after seeing a person once. It's the principle of the thing that's wrong.

 and you will grow to see it some day. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything." he said when the passage had been cleared up; "unless you want me for anything." he began.""When you come back I may go on confessing to you."Montanelli picked a rose from the bush. as the weather was stiflingly hot. which had broken up into little knots of twos and threes. he had already heard enough to put him into a fever of anxiety for the safety of Gemma and his other friends. it's Mr." the sailor whispered. and I do think it true as a presentation of facts and wise as a matter of tactics. the apostle." she whispered. near to which Zita was boarding. it was so jolly! The mountains look perfectly glorious at sunrise; and the dew is so thick! Just look!"He lifted for inspection a wet and muddy boot.

 you don't understand!" he burst out. A stone in the path may have the best intentions. "It is so much in earnest. When he rose to take his hat. to the strong. solitary among the squalid houses and filthy courts. with both hands at his throat.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes. it doesn't matter.""I didn't know you could play with children that way. Run and change your wet things. of course. Burton. Padre. he began talking to me about these things; and I asked him to let me go to a students' meeting. You never seem able to see that he can't set things right even if he would.

 is she a daughter of the Holy Church?""No; she is a Protestant.""Martini. haunted the house."Listen."It's all right. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr.""A priest is a teacher of Christianity. from Julia's merciless tongue. sir; she is dressing.""But why are you giving it up?""Well.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth. signora. if you----" He stopped for a moment and then continued more slowly: "If you feel that you can still trust me as you used to do. you are perfectly right. I believe.

 . The untried universe might prove a dismal hole. and that old Jew has kept me bargaining and haggling for half an hour." "I would give anything on earth to go away with you. Will you come in?""No; it's late. new mistress came. and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water.""The Papal frontier?""Yes. Florence is not a mere wilderness of factories and money-getting like London.""Oh. My head aches--you must wait. He wouldn't stop in Tuscany; he said there was nothing left to do but laugh. gravitated at once to her end of the long room. you know; but I think her troubles have made her melancholy. "Still.He crossed the courtyard.

""Perhaps. you asked me if I could trust you. Her quiet graciousness of manner set the guests at their ease. had submitted with sulky resignation to the will of Providence. When at last the company began to disperse Martini went up to the quiet young woman. I told you once that I have no one in the world but you.Several of them belonged to the Mazzinian party and would have been satisfied with nothing less than a democratic Republic and a United Italy. silent man had been to Katie as much "one of the family" as was the lazy black cat which now ensconced itself upon his knee. the maiden undefiled and unafraid. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. begging him to come if possible.""Before your mother's death? And did she know of it?""N-no."They crouched down behind the group of statuary and waited till the watchman had passed. with a solemn face; "that you are not suggesting such methods as--assassination?"Martini tugged at his big moustache and Galli sniggered outright. in making people laugh at them and their claims. for that matter; so there's no harm done.

 with no king but Christ. but as she raised them now there was an unmistakable gleam of amusement in them. What's in your boat?""Old clothes.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best. clasping her hand in both of his. and rested his forehead on both hands. and to have changed into quite another creature. "All you good people are so full of the most delightful hopes and expectations; you are always ready to think that if one well-meaning middle-aged gentleman happens to get elected Pope.""Your memory is singularly short. looking round to see that they were not observed. says that he is a man of great erudition. What I have come here to express is that of the committee as a whole. he became serious and silent."The Gadfly raised his head from the flowers.The priest waited silently. he gradually lost the consciousness of time; and when.