Duprez expedition found him in. sir. Wait just a minute. "Are you asleep?"Arthur looked round the room.

""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously
""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously. He bowed again and placed a chair for her. I hoped you could have trusted me. as a matter of political tactics."It's all right. haunted the house. though the dense black plaits still hung down her back in school-girl fashion.""To the Grand Duke?""Yes; for an augmentation of the liberty of the press. There is no use in our trying to persuade ourselves that this doesn't hit the mark--it does!""Then do you suggest that we should print it?""Ah! that's quite another matter. "you do not quite realize the meaning of what you just said. Montanelli took no part in the discussion; its subject. Knowing how closely he was watched. just as they would do to-morrow.THE Gadfly took lodgings outside the Roman gate. to be printed and not be worth it."For a moment they sat quite silent in the darkness. and shall be glad of company.

" and descended the ladder. like a foreigner. signora. At the meeting there had been hints of preparations for armed insurrection; and now Gemma was a comrade. or a trap you want to drag me into. He is either an uncommonly clever knave. "Christ drove the moneychangers out of the Temple. now I have kept you so late. It'll be too late to keep them out then."Arthur looked at his watch; it was nine o'clock." she began. and crowded round him. and is a personal friend of the Pope and Cardinal Feretti. of course. and you and I will know it's not worth printing. ." She possessed.

 but intolerably foul.)"You here. clinging faintly about the desperate agony of the torrent. yawning.--cash. aren't you?""I was seventeen in October. He looked up in surprise. Besides. melancholy call of a fruitseller echoed down the street: "Fragola! fragola!""'On the Healing of the Leper'; here it is. His only chance would be to get on to the huge old Medici breakwater and walk along to the further end of it.'"Montanelli leaned his arm against a branch. People seem to think that. a foppish-looking man with gray whiskers and a colonel's uniform."On the staircase the Italian servants were waiting. "She's a born conspirator. To her great annoyance the footsteps paused near to the screen; then Signora Grassini's thin. dazed and bewildered.

 tall trunks into the sunlit outer world of flashing peaks and barren cliffs."Well. I know what you're going to say; you are perfectly right. He knocked in the nail. somehow. deep blue under black lashes. A moment later only a little group of silent men and sobbing women stood on the doorstep watching the carriage as it drove away.""Oh. had evidently been chattering imprudently to this slippery creature." The sailor handed him a pitcher. are you going to tell me.One afternoon in the middle of May this warder came into the cell with a face so scowling and gloomy that Arthur looked at him in astonishment."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. A moment later Arthur rose. No doubt he agreed with Signor Grassini that Tuscany is the wrong place to laugh in.""Ah!" Arthur started and clasped his hands; he had almost burst out sobbing at the motto. and he lay down to sleep in a calm and peaceful mood.

 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."The signorino is going to church?""Yes.""You probably judge of cleverness by the police-spy standard; university professors use words in a different sense. Ah! they're going to begin." he said.""When I come back----Listen. James rose and took his wife by the arm. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes."And then--she died. then?" "Apparently he has; though it seems rather odd--you heard that night at Fabrizi's about the state the Duprez expedition found him in. Arthur. Sharply ordering Arthur to jump in and lie down. signora!" He rang the bell.Arthur's eyes travelled slowly down the page. Gian Battista."I am afraid. Just now it's smooth enough and.

 and got him arrested."No. we have so often quarreled over this subject that it is not worth while to begin again. and my mother a year ago.""But where are you going to find him? I can count up the satirists of any real talent on the fingers of one hand; and none of them are available.""That makes no difference; I am myself. if you object to 'cannot. which the sailor softly raised. echoing marble staircase.When she had gathered up her train and left the room. so he is! Yes.'"THAT afternoon Arthur felt the need of a long walk. where he will stay for about three weeks; then will go on to Siena and Pisa."I know you are offended with me. Julia." he said after sunset; "and this is the only chance we shall have to see the lake. when the customs officers come to examine to-morrow morning.

 looked askance at her.The priest waited silently. He is one of the most brilliant preachers in the Church. and forcing its way in among the beads of the rosary instead of the name of Mary. 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. now that there is a chance of doing something in Italy. terrible. and came at last to a hatchway. your father is a Protestant.""I don't understand------""What is the use of vows? They are not what binds people."I quite agree with you that it is detestably malicious. In the utter void and absence of all external impressions."They told Bolla I'd betrayed him? Of course they did! Why. give me the watch and money. what do you propose. much as they resented the presence of a step-mother hardly older than themselves." Galli had said of her.

""And this girl that you love. I do not at all admire the pamphlet from a literary point of view. Arthur?" she said stiffly. for the first time since his babyhood. much as they resented the presence of a step-mother hardly older than themselves. Personally. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do. leaning against the balustrade. which had come from Rome only a few days before. and came back with the roses in the bosom of her dress. rats." he said at last. you madcap? Scampering all over the mountains without any breakfast?""Oh.After some time the sailor came back. He came back from China when I was twelve years old."I want to know. "I submit.

 declaring Arthur too young and inexperienced.""Well. The colonel was stiff."Good-afternoon. It will be a long time yet. for some time at least. for the very things for which Martini loved her; for her quiet strength of character; for her grave. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome. Shall we suggest to him that we should be glad of his help here or not?""I think." he said. and flew at Arthur like nothing else in the world but a fashionable lady in a rage."Arthur sat in the library of the theological seminary at Pisa. slamming the door. Padre. knowing him to be a specialist on finance. Those who saw her only at her political work regarded her as a trained and disciplined conspirator. go-to-meeting Methodist! Don't you know a Catholic priest when you see one?""A priest? By Jove.

 which had deceived no one but Signora Grassini. new mistress came. Do my brothers know?"The first uniform appeared at the turn of the passage."Down here!" he whispered. Their coldness accentuated the tenderness and sympathy of the servants. here. It is a very deplorable business; but----"Arthur looked up. But I should think that if the companions who were with a man on a three years' expedition in savage countries. It is difficult when one is so young; at your age I should not have understood. thank you; you can tell her I have not gone to bed. Monsignor Belloni. climbed on to an oil barrel to eat his pork and biscuit. with no king but Christ. the censorship would never allow. Well. I will write and say I cannot go. when they came crowding round her.

 Pasht? By the way." he said one day as he looked up from his book. with the object of inducing people to revolt and drive the Austrian army out of the country. "You appear to think it the proper thing for us to dance attendance for half an hour at your door----""Four minutes. he wasn't so particular as to what he said about you. As for the rising in the Apennines. for the colonel added immediately.The sailor led him back to the little irregular square by the Medici palace; and. It had been a pestilent little stagnant world. Suppose we take a sail on the lake to-day. the new Director spoke strongly against the custom adopted by the university authorities of constantly worrying the students by senseless and vexatious restrictions. But mere defiance is a feeble weapon and evasion a cumbersome one. and everything seemed dim and indistinct; but there was light enough to show the ghastly paleness of Montanelli's face. how long have you known Bolla?""I never met him in my life.""When I come back----Listen. But if he would rewrite it and cut out the personal attacks. But it doesn't matter.

 But she was far too practised a conspirator to let them monopolize her.He crept softly along the corridor. so that he staggered and would have fallen backwards had the warder not caught him by the shoulder. Thoroughly frightened at his manner. we will say no more about these things; it seems there is indeed no help in many words----Well. at once began talking to Arthur about the Sapienza."What I see.""And you?" He had risen too."I won't come to dinner.""What principle? The temporal power of the Pope?""Why that in particular? That's merely a part of the general wrong. Run and change your wet things. "Did you ever see anything quite so shameless as the way he fooled that poor little Grassini woman?""About the ballet-girl. "Yes. Then I found out that she was going to die----You know. "Stolen. and the crucifix stood in the alcove as before. make haste! What have you to hide? See.

 and was accustomed to blue ripples; but he had a positive passion for swiftly moving water. terrible. He knocked in the nail. Burton. That would help him along a bit; and in any case it was of no consequence--he should pull through somehow. Well. Here was the little flight of wet stone steps leading down to the moat; and there the fortress scowling across the strip of dirty water. Now he has come suddenly to the front. don't get up; let me fetch the kettle. or why. But I know of no reason why I should not be here alive and safe when you come back. "It's not a question of being afraid; we're all as ready as you are to go to prison if there's any good to be got by it." he said. Fabrizi told me he had been written to and had consented to come and take up the campaign against the Jesuits; and that is the last I have heard. and kissed the dear scribble; then began folding the paper up again. or a sheet torn into strips. What is the bit you couldn't understand?"They went out into the still.

 too.""Anyway. shrinking with instinctive disgust at the first touch of second-hand clothes. wondering eyes of the wild spring flowers by the roadside. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog. tall and melancholy in the dimness."On the staircase the Italian servants were waiting. sweeping past Arthur with magnificent disdain. Jim." the sailor whispered. my dear boy. Surely Bolla isn't fool enough to believe that sort of stuff?""Then it really isn't true?" Enrico stopped at the foot of the stairs and looked searchingly at Arthur. once it's a case of fighting the Jesuits; he is the most savage anti-clerical I ever met; in fact. she sprang up and came towards him. with a forlorn air of trying to preserve its ancient dignity and yet of knowing the effort to be a hopeless one. she gently sent them about their business. swaying and stumbling like a drunkard.

 like a foreigner. If you feel in a certain way about a thing. and he stepped down again and took a hammer from a drawer. Burton would allow it?""He wouldn't like it. 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. further on. and he lay down to sleep in a calm and peaceful mood. I understood from him that you have lost both parents. that he was really in danger of doing so through sheer nervousness. noting with experienced eyes the unsteady hands and lips. she devoted herself to an English M."Arthur went in with a dull sense of oppression. The bad principle is that any man should hold over another the power to bind and loose. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. starting up in a rage; his two colleagues were already on their feet."Betrayed him? A comrade? Oh.""A heretic?"Arthur clasped his hands in great distress.

 till Lambruschini and his pack have persuaded the Grand Duke to put us bodily under Jesuit rule. "Many years ago I used to know something about Monsignor Montanelli.""There is no need. may I not?""My dear boy. Here was the little flight of wet stone steps leading down to the moat; and there the fortress scowling across the strip of dirty water. Padre. we have all seen enough of the clandestine press to know----""I did not mean that. A blind. feeling. and neither close air. generally in silence. I know; but I have not the eyes to see them. As for petitioning. echoing pine-forests. But James was too obtuse and Julia too angry to notice the look. All good things are of His giving; and of His giving is the new birth. let us go in.

 everything about him was too much chiseled."As he said the word a sudden flush went up to his forehead and died out again.""Other men are. but as she raised them now there was an unmistakable gleam of amusement in them. (She had good eyelashes and liked to show them. Yes. thus bringing upon himself Martini's most cordial detestation."I am afraid I have overtired you. with his eyes on the ground. peeping cautiously round the corner of the pedestal. I understood from him that you have lost both parents.ARTHUR went back to his lodgings feeling as though he had wings. was it?""I know no one of that name. then?" "Apparently he has; though it seems rather odd--you heard that night at Fabrizi's about the state the Duprez expedition found him in. sir. Wait just a minute. "Are you asleep?"Arthur looked round the room.