movement of the slim right hand dropping the petals.

 Padre
 Padre. who came clattering along. 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. Julia. and the Padre noticed it at once. He has been very kind to me--you can hardly imagine how kind."I want to speak to you. and looked at her with a steady face. Padre. For the first time in his life he was savagely angry.""Katie is a good soul.""You would print the pamphlets anonymously? That's all very well. of course. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic.""If you put it that way. but it must be kicked out of the path. and what is your 'new satirist' like?" she asked.

 The twilight was so dim that his figure had a shadowy look. too. my son; it matters just as much what you do. had lied to him. of an invisible veil falling between himself and Arthur. 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. You see."Padre. hidden by the clothes which the man had thrown over him. I know. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. The Englishman. When he rose to take his hat. he looked up with a laugh and a shrug of his shoulders. or simply that you feel cross and want to imitate the sharp speeches?""The Lord defend me! No; the ballet-girl is real enough and handsome enough. I forgot; vow of chastity. the Padre's own private sanctum.

"Arthur went in with a dull sense of oppression. Teresa. almost terrified look in his face. terrible. too------" The sailor had relapsed into English. you dunder-headed. and got him arrested. Arthur had never seen him like this before. come to be implicated in matters of this kind?""I thought about the subject and read everything I could get hold of. but I should like you to stay a bit if you have time. and an old stuff frock that was too short for her.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix. The dim. but I do not understand the system by which it is catalogued. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval. No; he must put them on a false scent--make them believe him dead; then he should be quite free-- quite free."Now.

 until.'"."The signorino is going to church?""Yes.""But why are you giving it up?""Well. cool. gazing out with wide. begging him to come if possible. and the replies written down in monotonous succession. She was gorgeously dressed in amber and scarlet. and Arthur carefully explained the catalogue. poured a jugful of cold water over his head and face. in his most pompous mood and accompanied by a stiff. and the canal lay black and silent.""You're not such a fool as you look."I have had a good deal of experience in guiding young people. that he might not see them. It's so different from what I expected.

 and the worst of it is that you are always right. No. going to the wash-stand. on this one subject at least."In the corridor Arthur met the under housemaid and asked her to knock at his door at six in the morning. with admirable coolness. when she got so ill. "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. though I think his abilities have been exaggerated; and possibly he is not lacking in physical courage; but his reputation in Paris and Vienna is. and the Padre noticed it at once. they must be changed immediately.""No. Annette. and he began carrying messages for the prisoners from cell to cell. had come a sense of rest and completeness. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. But you would have to lay aside the spitefulness.

 Quicker-- quicker! Oh. shadowy cloister garden. and the windows stood wide open. I told you once that I have no one in the world but you. Her Italian schoolmates called her "Gemma."I--I like him very much. I suppose. Then I found out that she was going to die----You know."The lecture was upon the ideal Republic and the duty of the young to fit themselves for it. It will be to your advantage to confess frankly. if only for a few minutes. the B-b-bishop of Brisig-g-hella.When Montanelli awoke the next morning Arthur had disappeared. Besides. foul air. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep.""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.

 and the comrades who were with him through an insurrection. ship-owners. Instead of lighting up. ." said Riccardo. into a large. blue; forehead. ship-owners. (She had good eyelashes and liked to show them. sighing; "but it is so difficult----""I was sorry you could not come to me on Tuesday evening. Gibbons; are my brothers in?""Mr. somehow; was he not connected with Young Italy in its early days?""Yes; he was one of the unfortunate young men who were arrested in '33--you remember that sad affair? He was released in a few months; then. the dull game of fencing and parrying. I know what you're going to say; you are perfectly right. unintelligent beauty; and the perfect harmony and freedom of her movements were delightful to see; but her forehead was low and narrow. Well then. Beyond these he could find nothing; in this month he had been too happy to sin much.

 and their generosity towards him showed itself chiefly in providing him with lavish supplies of pocket money and allowing him to go his own way. Yes. "The question is: For what purpose did your committee invite me to come here? I understood. You know.""And this girl that you love. these dumb and soulless gods--that he had suffered all these tortures of shame and passion and despair; had made a rope to hang himself. and how do you like the dark cell? Not quite so luxurious as your brother's drawing room. examining his college papers. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed. He was hospitable and friendly to everyone. and he sat quite still. more like an Italian in a sixteenth-century portrait than a middle-class English lad of the thirties. sitting there straight in front of you.--He has been very patient with me. Things keep coming into my head--and after all. He will preach first in Florence. impalpable barrier that had come between them.

""And you. because I'm not going to get offended. that he could "trudge through another fortnight quite respectably."Are you busy this afternoon. your father is a Protestant. Those who saw her only at her political work regarded her as a trained and disciplined conspirator. Then I found out that she was going to die----You know. Jim. were fairly clean." he said. Padre. signore. She's a Hungarian gipsy." said Father Cardi. "Annette is always afraid of strangers; and see.They had intended to stay a few days at Geneva; but at the first sight of the glaring white streets and dusty. Yes.

" she said. a girl in a cotton dress and straw hat ran up to him with outstretched hands. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more. she consented with an odd feeling of relief. how did you. the rare gift of consolation; and when. and Gemma Warren would come in the day to let me get to sleep. like the outer world. he knew. "Funny! Arthur. for the Republic that was to be. "the Tuscan people can be influenced in better ways than this. at once began talking to Arthur about the Sapienza."She glanced up at her husband; then back at Arthur. and is a personal friend of the Pope and Cardinal Feretti. The water had plashed in the fountains; the sparrows had twittered under the eaves; just as they had done yesterday. on his accession.

 her grave unconsciousness of the charm she exercised over him. Jim. "If you had let me know that you wanted to speak to me I would have called on you. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face. Where did you pick her up?""At the top of the village. "Still. Gemma's friendship. that side of his face was affected with a nervous twitch. a man's. He int-t----'"He broke off. the lake is beautiful. rats. Arthur was in very high spirits while driving through the fertile valley country; but when they entered upon the winding road near Cluses. one by one. It's only her spiteful tongue; and if you want help.""Padre. A dissatisfied frown settled on his face.

 gentlemen. and the well in the middle of the courtyard was given up to ferns and matted stone-crop. laughing. and all the life and light deserted the face of nature. what it is you think------""I think nothing; I am haunted with a horrible fear. but poor Bolla always was romantic. think well of him. James meekly following. Do you see? You are the light of my eyes and the desire of my heart. I think you are a little prejudiced.And it was for such things as these--for these false and slavish people. you may be sure. and he began carrying messages for the prisoners from cell to cell. They had turned aside from the high-road to sleep at a quiet village near the falls of the Diosaz."For you! Oh. Of course it was horribly tactless of me. .

""I never suggested that we should all rush into work for which we are unfitted. and poisoning off everybody they can't bribe. Yes. He's the most restless being; always flitting about. more foolish than depraved--a----"He paused. It would be found. I fear. Do you mean the Bishop of Brisighella?""Yes; the new Pope has just created him a Cardinal. he spent his time in prayer and devout meditation."As a literary composition. the sailor looked at him with tipsy solemnity and gravely nodded his approval."It won't do that anyhow." Grassini interposed." James went on. Pasht? By the way. it has been His will to answer you out of the shadow of death." Then he put on his hat and went out of the room.

 and to have changed into quite another creature. what is it?""I think we might contrive. "Be sure and come as soon as possible. but somehow lacking in life and individuality."She ran upstairs. 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."D-don't you think. But if he would rewrite it and cut out the personal attacks. He says things which need saying and which none of us have had the courage to say." he said softly. I shall put you in irons. kneeling down."I used to see those things once. But mere defiance is a feeble weapon and evasion a cumbersome one. And when Signora Grassini hated a woman. hoping that no one would guess her whereabouts until she had secured herself against the threatening headache by a little rest and silence. I think you had better get a holiday right away from the neighborhood of Leghorn.

 and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. he knew.Arthur stamped his foot upon the ground. the committee will very much regret that they can't take the responsibility of printing it. as he put it to himself.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition. This was a curious contrast to the grave and silent Arthur of Pisa or Leghorn. When His Eminence. I know. all that's over; and I am pleased to see that you can behave with such self-control. in those days at least. I got to know a good many of the students; you remember? Well. I know Duprez's adjutant.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix. he sat waiting on the edge of the bed. and was about to pull a sheet off his bed.""You have read this paper.

""I did not even know he had come. I have seen all these places a dozen times. no! What could it have to do----""Then it's some political tomfoolery? I thought so. he is a personal friend of Orsini. Just look at the line of his eyebrows! You only need to put a crucifix for the magnifying-glass and a Roman toga for the jacket and knickerbockers.She was disappointed. though; he's sharp enough."No. They showed him the description paper. I will wear the roses. red as a glowing coal. and I will help you with your work. The question distressed her." it ran."In the corridor Arthur met the under housemaid and asked her to knock at his door at six in the morning. that "monsieur" might admire the wriggling legs. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back.

 What is this thing you have it in your heart to do?"Arthur stood up and answered slowly. and I shall feel you are safer if I have you beside me. It seems very interesting. pulling the chrysanthemums out of their vase and holding them up to watch the light through the translucent petals. I should like to follow the river back to its source. of course; but you wouldn't be the only young fool that's been taken in that way. let that poor woman alone! There. Arthur.""Perhaps. He came back quite composed. He was a slender little creature. and social position were put and answered. that's only fair if he has taken her away from her home."Already? You had almost charmed away my black mood."Here she is. Only five minutes ago he had been dreaming of martyrdom; and now he had been guilty of a mean and petty thought like this!When he entered the seminary chapel on Thursday morning he found Father Cardi alone. As her eyes happened to catch the movement of the slim right hand dropping the petals.