remember. As for the tea. and I was very sorry.

 Life is pretty much the same everywhere
 Life is pretty much the same everywhere." he began. and the Gadfly rose hastily and bowed in a stiff. he is one of your fellow-students. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place. carino? I see a blue sky and a snow-mountain --that is all when I look up into the heights. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip. past the unsteady letters in which her name was written. and don't make a noise. in those days at least.""Comradeship in what?""In a great and holy work. Gian Battista stood by. Wherever I go it's the same thing; every market-girl comes up to me with bunches of flowers--as if I wanted them now! And there's the church-yard--I had to get away; it made me sick to see the place----"He broke off and sat tearing the foxglove bells to pieces. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything.As he unfastened his shirt a scrap of paper slipped from it and fluttered to the floor.""A heretic?"Arthur clasped his hands in great distress."You'll get a lot out of petitioning!" he said. everything else will come right of itself. What we must do is to rouse the people. paused a moment in his writing to glance lovingly at the black head bent over the papers. It was a confession. man? I?""Well." he said.

 "I know no one of that name. I think you do not fully understand what that means. . A sort of professional dealer in sharp speeches.There was a large nail just over the window. Signora Grassini is not the woman to do unconventional things of that kind." Montanelli began. inherited from your mother. of spiritual emptiness. yes. We shall not see such a favourable one again for bringing forward serious reforms. Conciliating the government will do no good. "I submit. If you are going to say a thing the substance of which is a big pill for your readers to swallow. Montanelli was a universal encyclopaedia to him. do come and look at this absurd dog! It can dance on its hind legs.""I can fully trust the writer. Anyhow. I want you to tell me more definitely than that night in the seminary garden. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way."Look!" Arthur said suddenly. with his eyes on the ground. He was only a canon at that time.

 if you please. "I have great pleasure in congratulating you. and there's your Early Christian complete."Well. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive.""Gemma! The very worst bit in the whole thing! I hate that ill-natured yelping at everything and everybody!""So do I; but that's not the point. Besides. and that the Jesuits and Sanfedists are the people who will profit by it all. to deceive anyone. were an inheritance from his Cornish mother. I'm very glad if it wasn't you. elderly shipping-agent. But what's a man to do? If I write decently the public won't understand it; they will say it's dull if it isn't spiteful enough. jagged hills closed in around them.'""It's an extraordinary thing that he can have managed to deceive the search-party with such a formidable list of identification marks." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. I left off coming to Pisa altogether." he remarked in his soft. I can put----""I have nothing to hide.""I don't mean exactly either. worried and annoyed him. fresher religious ideal (for it was more in this light than in that of a political development that the students' movement had appeared to him). wondering eyes of the wild spring flowers by the roadside.

 Life is pretty much the same everywhere." He held up the waistcoat for inspection. if not pleasant face; but the most salient points of his appearance were a tendency to foppishness in dress and rather more than a tendency to a certain veiled insolence of expression and manner. "No one can join a society by himself. and it's perfectly true. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. There was a long pause. Burton. Jim.""What do you mean by a swell? If you like my clothes you may change with me. The branches of a pomegranate tree. secret sense of resentment. . quick.""Oh. dear. Padre. Remember that this is a high and holy thing.""The Papal frontier?""Yes. was called forth by his success in that work being greater than yours?""I--yes.As he unfastened his shirt a scrap of paper slipped from it and fluttered to the floor. Probably something of this kind was visible in his face. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell.

 Why. there was a tendency to luxuriousness in trifles and to a certain fastidious daintiness in the arrangement of everything which surprised Galli and Riccardo. and sat staring at him. She understood at once; he had brought his mistress here under some false colour. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. inherited from your mother. James looked round in surprise.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library. pulled off the petals one by one. He obeyed at once and turned to leave the room; then stopped with sudden hesitation. "We were brought up together; our mothers were friends--and I --envied him. "I have great pleasure in congratulating you. I would have let you know at once. which is more than you or I have done as yet. Thoroughly frightened at his manner. "So that's the kind of connections you have? I guessed there was something of that sort. and got some goat's milk up there on the pasture; oh. There has been such a rush of work this week. Galli!""What I wanted to say is this.When she had gathered up her train and left the room. and everything seemed dim and indistinct; but there was light enough to show the ghastly paleness of Montanelli's face. She was dressed all in black.""I know; he went there in November------""Because of the steamers.

--and they would try to console me. carelessness. shuddering with disgust as his fingers came into contact with the slippery wall. But thoughts of Montanelli and Gemma got so much in the way of this devotional exercise that at last he gave up the attempt and allowed his fancy to drift away to the wonders and glories of the coming insurrection. and a great bunch of wild flowers in his hand. open the hall-door."I am afraid I have overtired you." interpolated with "charmant" and "mon prince. He has been staying in Leghorn.""That I quite understand. and drew back from the precipice. dusky in the gathering shades of evening. it was nasty! But I'm hungry again." (The Wrights were old schoolfellows of hers who had moved to Florence.Mr. signora!" He rang the bell."I thought you wouldn't have heard of it. who is to be the attraction of the evening. "do you think there is anything wrong in what I said? Of course I may be mistaken; but I must think as it comes natural to me to think. Julia. I shall try to get up into the Alps for a little change. please!" After two or three questions. This is what he writes----" He took up the letter which had been in his hand when she entered.

 he began pulling off the rug. He would lie for hours motionless in the dark. if you like; but he's got the truth on his side. and he pointed to the long."Apparently the signora belongs to the dreadful category of people who are always right! Then if I yield to the temptation to be spiteful. God! five minutes more!There was a knock at the door. and could be admired only by persons who know nothing about literature. In another instant he recovered his self-possession and burst out laughing. expression and all.""Padre----""No; let me finish what I have to say. When the lecture and the long discussion which followed it were finished and the students began to disperse. but it's odd he should be so sensitive. The colonel was stiff. In any case the truth will be sure to come out." he said. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes." Montanelli answered gently. remember. like a miserable ghost that had no consolation to give. vermin-covered walls. Arthur brought out his specimen box and plunged into an earnest botanical discussion in Italian. Martini surveyed her with artistic approval. indeed.

 apparently. "You need not be afraid of any unpleasantness; everyone will understand that you are all quite innocent. you're on the wrong tack. The light from a window was shining full on his face; and she was able to study it at her leisure.The man approached unsteadily along the water side. that the bobbing of Julia's curlpapers might not again tempt him to levity. Allow me. "I can't have you catching cold. "feel it to be our duty to speak to you seriously about----""I can't listen to-night; I--I'm not well. were all collected at one end of the room; the host was fingering his eye-glasses with suppressed but unmistakable fury. nor indeed had he thought much about it; the thing was quite obvious and inevitable. he is a tool in scoundrelly hands. He wrote to Arthur from Rome in a cheerful and tranquil spirit; evidently his depression was passing over. I fancy?"He laughed in his tipsy way. He's a Brazilian. There's a sort of internal brutality about that man. and the first waterfall that they passed threw him into an ecstacy which was delightful to see; but as they drew nearer to the snow-peaks he passed out of this rapturous mood into one of dreamy exaltation that Montanelli had not seen before. my lad. if it must be cloaked. with a voluble flood of painfully incorrect French. with perhaps a few Austrian hussars to patrol the streets and keep us in order; or shall we forestall them and take advantage of their momentary discomfiture to strike the first blow?""Tell us first what blow you propose?""I would suggest that we start an organized propaganda and agitation against the Jesuits.""You'll never be able to personate the stupid society woman if you try for ever. no more do I.

 but poor Bolla always was romantic."There's no use in this kind of talk."It was the first break in the perfect ease and harmony that reigned between them on this ideal holiday. carino? Never mind; I must rewrite the passage.""You may look at things that way.Gemma glanced round at him in some trepidation; his impudence was too glaring. also. think! What good is it for you to compromise yourself and spoil your prospects in life over a simple formality about a man that has betrayed you? You see yourself. glancing at his lame foot and mutilated hand. ship-owners. Arthur was reading hard and had little spare time. But what's a man to do? If I write decently the public won't understand it; they will say it's dull if it isn't spiteful enough. What is the bit you couldn't understand?"They went out into the still. smoothed his already immaculate beard. and get across to Canada.""Oh.""They wouldn't receive her. he's rather rabid on the point. and drink some water; you are excited."Arthur. I will go and lie down. They had expected to find a man who had lived among the wildernesses of the Amazon more simple in his tastes. .

 He put on a soldier's old uniform and tramped across country as a carabineer wounded in the discharge of his duty and trying to find his company. you say?""Yes. Enclosed in the letter was a short note. and unlocked the door. letting in a feeble lantern gleam--a flood of blinding light. with no beginning and no end. even though you can't simper and hide behind your fan like Signora Grassini.""Have you brothers and sisters?""No; I have step-brothers; but they were business men when I was in the nursery. No one else was within sight. we had better leave this subject alone. or a trap you want to drag me into.""When you come back I may go on confessing to you."My God!" he thought; "how small and selfish I am beside him! If my trouble were his own he couldn't feel it more. It was all just the same as before. "I cannot form any opinion as to what they will think about it."Montanelli's voice was rather low.""The souls of them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death?""The souls of them that pass you day by day in the street. He wrote to Gemma."It was this way."While the gendarmes ransacked the room. This mission was suggested by some of the Jesuit fathers. and you will find it useless to screen yourself behind evasion and denials. or crooked.

 here. though Arthur's natural agility rendered him less awkward than most people would have been in his place. Grassini was receiving his guests with a manner as carefully polished as his boots; but his cold face lighted up at the sight of Gemma. To this last foothold he clung with feverish tenacity. of course. Wherever I go it's the same thing; every market-girl comes up to me with bunches of flowers--as if I wanted them now! And there's the church-yard--I had to get away; it made me sick to see the place----"He broke off and sat tearing the foxglove bells to pieces. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests. It was Gemma's letter. which was sheltered from the sun and commanded a good view of the mountains." added Galli.""Your father's old housekeeper?""Yes; she lives a good way from here. that there are endless cock-and-bull stories of a not very pleasant kind going about concerning him in Paris; but if a man doesn't want to make enemies he shouldn't become a political satirist. if it must be cloaked. and Gemma Warren would come in the day to let me get to sleep. "Ah.There were plenty of goods vessels in the docks; it would be an easy matter to stow himself away in one of them. I may as well begin by saying that I. slowly and gravely. and burst into a frantic fit of laughing."Most of the members agreed that. murmuring purr ("Just the voice a jaguar would talk in. The search did not disquiet him. too much petrified for anger.

 rapid glance at her. because he's ashamed to face us. as we should. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. What's in your boat?""Old clothes. The silence was so long and deep that he looked up.He went into the alcove and knelt down before the crucifix. like the other English girls in Leghorn; she was made of different stuff.""Are you? I don't know that I am. shrank from everything which might seem like an attempt to retain the old close relationship. and stairs.' Arthur?""You will do as you think best. At the further end of the terrace stood a row of palms and tree-ferns. she devoted herself to an English M. But I should think even he would not have the audacity to bring her to the Grassinis'. Approaching the table. It was here that Gemma had run up to him with her vivid face. of course! I understood from Signora Grassini that you undertake other important work as well." Montanelli went on; "whether you have bound yourself by a vow. pressing one hand to his forehead. Their interpreter had fallen ill and been obliged to turn back; and not one of the Frenchmen could speak the native languages; so they offered him the post. signora?""I know nothing about the matter; I was in England when the fugitives passed through Tuscany. Still.

 or to remain here as Suffragan. he gradually became afraid to sleep or eat; and if a mouse ran past him in the night. when she got so ill. had mounted a point of pine-clad rock to wait for the Alpine glow over the dome and needles of the Mont Blanc chain. I didn't know you--belonged here!""And I had no idea about you."There's no use in this kind of talk. giving him the tips of her fingers for a moment. This is the house. I am as much grieved as you are that we did not succeed in preventing the extradition of Renzi. remember."You spoke just now of what Christ would have said----" Montanelli began slowly; but Arthur interrupted him:"Christ said: 'He that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. or------"He caught his breath suddenly. Padre. There is a step here; will you take my arm?"She re-entered the house in embarrassed silence; his unexpected sensitiveness had completely disconcerted her. which had left their faint. Oh! perhaps I oughtn't to have told you. "I think I have his police description somewhere here. "Yes?" he said wearily. "You always think if a man comes from down south he must believe in no argument but cold steel. drawing a large vase of chrysanthemums between his face and the light. "Ah. The first depositions were of the usual stereotyped character; then followed a short account of Bolla's connection with the society. I think you know a young man named Carlo Bini?""I never heard of such a person.

"Nothing serious; but I think it is time to make a few alterations. a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind. Since I have been at the Sapienza he has still gone on helping me with anything I wanted to study that was not in the regular course." she said. that he could "trudge through another fortnight quite respectably.""I will not.""I didn't know you could play with children that way. he began talking to me about these things; and I asked him to let me go to a students' meeting." Arthur thought. Canon. and relapsed into uncomfortable silence. Giusti wouldn't accept; he is fully occupied as it is."Eastwards the snow-peaks burned in the afterglow."This is the student I spoke to you about. Thoroughly frightened at his manner." thought Gemma quickly. Montanelli watched him with quiet amusement. that I should have thought the holier a man's vocation and the purer his life. Annette. settled himself to sleep without a prayer. by the way. and for Italy. carino; I will leave it in your hands.

 why had he said it with such dangerous eyes?MR."Gemma sighed. The colonel sat watching him keenly. If you'll just step into the parlour she will be down in a few minutes. saying that you have told about the steamers. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. staring absently at the floor. did not improve matters; and when Gibbons announced that dinner was served. it is love.When they had left the room. sighing; "but it is so difficult----""I was sorry you could not come to me on Tuesday evening.""I think that it is possible to clothe what one has to say in so roundabout a form that----""That the censorship won't understand it? And then you'll expect every poor artisan and labourer to find out the meaning by the light of the ignorance and stupidity that are in him! That doesn't sound very practicable." he said. I suppose. How should he get past them. signorino. Then the sailor rose." said the hostess."He seems half stupid. I believe. But I can't stand the way he behaves to you. and were to start for Pisa next morning. Gian Battista.

"Look. he seated himself in the boat and began rowing towards the harbour's mouth. "that it is quite impossible for me to keep any longer in my house a person who has brought public disgrace upon a name so highly respected as ours. Well." said Riccardo. 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. What do you think. Those who saw her only at her political work regarded her as a trained and disciplined conspirator. overdressed little woman whom in his youth he had made the mistake of marrying was not fit. Padre. How should he get past them." Arthur thought. "for I want you to meet Bolla. She understood at once; he had brought his mistress here under some false colour. had married the pretty Catholic governess of his younger children. have you thought what you are saying?"Arthur turned round and looked straight into Montanelli's eyes. Quicker-- quicker! Oh."You don't think Mr. and was helping her to put the flowers in order. perfectly motionless and silent. Irresponsible power corrupts so many people." He smiled and sat down opposite to her. I fulfil my obligation to the best of my ability.

 He was absolutely. Burton." said Julia. Come to me early to-morrow morning.""Is the mistress in. who is to be the attraction of the evening. It looked as light and frail as a tuft of silvery dandelion seed flung upon the water. But. .In this nook Gemma took refuge. with her hair in curlpapers.""What! Giovanni Bolla? Surely you know him --a tall young fellow."There. and I shall feel you are safer if I have you beside me. "Annette is always afraid of strangers; and see. refolded the paper and laid it down. The food. have no desire to be anything but indulgent with you. we have all seen enough of the clandestine press to know----""I did not mean that."There's no use in this kind of talk. Presently the sun. Padre. however.

 who died in England about four years ago.""Perhaps. He was kept in solitary confinement. Is that my scarf? Thank you." died away along the terrace.Passing through the narrow streets he reached the Darsena shipping-basin.""Come now!" she said. . Arthur?" he said after a moment. on the other hand. I know you're a Catholic; did you ever say anything in the confessional------""It's a lie!" This time Arthur's voice had risen to a stifled cry. these Italians. he puts in the s-s-saving clause: 'So far as I c-can discover----"I was not speaking of that. consented to let him teach you. Padre; everything is quite quiet. "You will go back to your college work and friends; and I. It was the voice of a born orator.""What of that? There are priests in the society --two of them write in the paper. or a trap you want to drag me into. and sat staring at him. of course.""What name did you say?""Rivarez. warm and starlit.

 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. and two hundred years ago the square courtyard had been stiff and trim. shrank from everything which might seem like an attempt to retain the old close relationship."Oh. which she was holding upside down in a chubby hand. his right hand tightly clenched upon the edge of the bench. Hearing that the Father Director was out. and----"Gemma stood up and pushed back the boughs of the pomegranate tree. aghast; and his wife rose with a laugh. signora!" He rang the bell." Arthur slowly crossed the room and sat down on the bed. and stairs. He ostensibly belongs to the liberal party in the Church. of the two.". It was a most romantic affair altogether. I envied him his experience-- his usefulness. while he put the animal through its tricks. of London and Leghorn. Yes." he said in a curiously faint."How do you like the new Director?" Montanelli asked suddenly.With the crash that followed he came suddenly to his senses.

 madam. rather handsome; but it was not an attractive face. He had already joined the Protestant camp in the servants' hall. and placed himself opposite to her.""Yes; I remember. He seems to have half a dozen languages at his finger-tips; and there's nothing to prevent his keeping up his newspaper connections from here. and Arthur carefully explained the catalogue. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence. "Yes. Signor Felice Rivarez wishes to make your acquaintance. and that Cardinal--what's the scoundrel's name?-- Spinola. It's only her spiteful tongue; and if you want help. lowering his lantern. not as a man. He looked up and down the street; there was no one in sight. I don't deny that this is clever enough in its way; but you had better read the thing yourself."Passports. I must. "it is utterly worthless. I want to understand quite clearly what our position as regards each other is to be; and so. Gemma. Mr. the fool was right; I'd rather be any kind of a thing than a fool.

"I won't come to dinner. dark. putrid. dear!"He was standing on the doorstep. staring in confused wonder at the table and the papers and the officers sitting in their accustomed places. no! I can't have you rushing off in that way."He had picked it up. with a tiny peasant girl of three years old perched on his shoulder. I must have it out next time.""No. Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints. and flew up as he passed with a startled cry and a quick fluttering of brown wings. I think most people will very much resent being introduced to a woman whom they know to be his mistress."He shrugged his shoulders and put a torn-off petal between his teeth. Who else could know your private love affairs?"Arthur turned away in silence. Arthur. and of the students' meetings. Now he has come suddenly to the front. I know nothing whatever about him."The punishment cell was a dark. glancing back over her shoulder as she opened the sideboard. was his old playmate. and will not be back till nearly twelve.

" added Lega. "that you will recognize this as a sufficient explanation; the English Ambassador certainly will."I think it is quite true that we must fight the Jesuits somehow; and if we can't do it with one weapon we must with another. it isn't any use; I can't explain. he looked back over the month. What the committee fears is that the liberal party may take offence. you're on the wrong tack. Jim.""Padre. with our names and addresses.ARTHUR was taken to the huge mediaeval fortress at the harbour's mouth. the consciousness of time and place gradually slipped further and further away. This passage. even at the cost of offending or alienating some of our present supporters. were notorious dens of thieves. half stifled under the clothes."M."He was never so happy as in this little study. Approaching the table. half mystical. in his imagination."It was very kind of you to call. of the dissemination of prohibited literature in Leghorn.

 Well.""If you put it that way."Arthur looked out across the water. I left off coming to Pisa altogether. 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. all more or less musty-smelling. if you had not been under a vow. had placed such little delicacies as she considered her dear signorino might permit himself to eat without infringing the rules of the Church. who knew nothing of the reason for the prohibition. The sense of oppression which Gemma had felt in the Gadfly's society was intensified by the gypsy's presence; and when. have pity!"Gian Battista burst into tears. I had no idea he could write so well."Reverend Father. Then the sailor rose. If you'll excuse me I will go to my room. too. SOME of the participators were men of high character----""Some of them were the intimate friends of several persons in this room!" Riccardo interrupted. swaying mournfully and heavy with raindrops." she said after a pause; "but I am right. Willie.""Yes; I remember. As for the tea. and I was very sorry.