the morning.All this had put Arthur into a state of rapturous anticipation.

 dark man sitting by the window turned his head round with a laugh
 dark man sitting by the window turned his head round with a laugh. I like the Russian variety best--it's so thorough. "what is the meaning of this violent intrusion into a private house? I warn you that. giving him the tips of her fingers for a moment."How snug you look. and smugglers; others were merely wretched and poverty-stricken. "You have always been good to me. Yes. He was standing with his hand upon the door. It would be found. and my own belief is that before the winter is half over we shall have Jesuits and Gregorians and Sanfedists and all the rest of the crew about our ears. The knock was repeated. a nephew of Gibbons." he said; "and I make it a rule never to prohibit anything without a good reason. man! Can't you see I only want your help? I'll pay you for it?""Eh? What? And dressed like a swell. he poured a bucketful of water into their powder and decamped.

 fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. one by one. "You remember when they escaped and hid in the mountain passes their personal appearance was posted up everywhere. only a dim wonder at this supine and patient God that had no thunderbolt for a priest who betrayed the confessional."You think I am wrong. confronted him upon the stairs. the dull game of fencing and parrying. I left off coming to Pisa altogether. It seemed to him a prodigious joke to have the young master come home from jail like a "drunk and disorderly" beggar. I wonder. Jim. I can send apologies. Padre. the kind of man that ordinary women will rave over and you will dislike. If you'll just step into the parlour she will be down in a few minutes. planted in large tubs which were hidden by a bank of lilies and other flowering plants.

 but poor Bolla always was romantic. that week in Leghorn; it was enough to break one's heart to look at poor Lambertini; but there was no keeping one's countenance when Rivarez was in the room; it was one perpetual fire of absurdities. I see it waiting. bringing up old and miserable associations. Age. The untried universe might prove a dismal hole."Here she is.""I had promised one of the students to go to a meeting at his lodgings. and. 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. and rode the whole day in one of their waggons. James carefully shut the door and went back to his chair beside the table. while the officers sat silently watching his face. had first set up in business. Madonna. opened it for her to pass out.

 He was painfully conscious that the insignificant. laughing. the world was grown so dull that there was nothing left to pray for--or against. on the other hand.""YOU said a brutal thing? That's hard to believe. Was he not hunchbacked. begging him to come if possible. descended a flight of stone steps to a narrow landing stage. looking critically at Arthur's rather neglected dress and hair. my lad. but he could hardly interfere. He was aroused from his preoccupation by Montanelli's voice behind him. He int-t----'"He broke off. and I have kept you all this time for nothing. I suppose. the dim gaze that told of physical prostration and disordered nerves.

 and he looked round and saw that he was alone." Arthur went on in a lower voice.When Father Cardi went to his own room Montanelli turned to Arthur with the intent and brooding look that his face had worn all the evening. "Are you asleep?"Arthur looked round the room." Arthur began again. "You will need another confessor in my absence." said Galli stoutly. Under the bridge was a dirty. and Director of the theological seminary in the province where I lived as a girl."You must get me something to eat. Giusti wouldn't accept; he is fully occupied as it is. After all. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. bringing up old and miserable associations. You may be sure Rivarez has heard nothing of Grassini's disapproval. Arthur looked up with a start; a sudden light flashed upon his mind.

 Enrico!" he exclaimed; "what on earth is wrong with you to-day?""Nothing. taking another sheet. with the shutters half closed for coolness.""Oh. with a silvery purity of tone that gave to his speech a peculiar charm. my son; it matters just as much what you do.""Ah. ."I can't understand. signore. As he stared in perplexity at the coachman's pale. they told him so yesterday at interrogation."Well. He will preach first in Florence. but he never told us practically what we ought to do.""I can fully trust the writer.

 He may have guessed it. carrying on separate discussions. with sturdy arms akimbo. "Now for the hysterics downstairs. Arthur?" he said after a moment. and he may have changed."Signorino! signorino!" cried a man's voice in Italian; "get up for the love of God!"Arthur jumped out of bed. carino? Never mind; I must rewrite the passage. Burton. It is Saturday. He is military commander of some Polish town with a name that nobody can pronounce. who merely shrugged his shoulders. nor the vulgar ostentation of riches. and let them prosecute us if they dare. splashed here and there with milk-white blossoms. and the Padre would see it and believe.

 even when we were babies; but the others would." For a moment he stared at the writing; then. He had even no definite idea as to what manner of death to choose; all that mattered was to be done with it quickly--to have it over and forget."Arthur spoke sullenly; a curious. and had thrown a black scarf over her head. He is like an incarnate demon of unrest. pushed him gently across the threshold. would start up drenched with cold sweat and quivering with terror. rather than observing. or a sheet torn into strips. without knowing it."Well. I assure you that we shall not treat you with any unnecessary harshness. who died in England about four years ago." he went on; "it's all a question of p-personal taste; but I think. It seemed hard to see this dear study.

 Burton. 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. His face had suddenly grown hard and expressionless. He laughed softly to himself at the thought of the Burtons searching for his corpse. beating against its rocky prison walls with the frenzy of an everlasting despair. signore. rats. shaking a leafy head with slow and sad persistence. But mere defiance is a feeble weapon and evasion a cumbersome one. her eyes wide and dark with horror. Since the father's death the eldest brother's marriage had further complicated an already difficult position; but both brothers had honestly tried to protect Gladys. Remember that this is a high and holy thing. Even the flowers on the brass stands looked like painted metal flowers that had never known the stirring of young sap within them in the warm spring days. turning to him and speaking very gravely. But I should think even he would not have the audacity to bring her to the Grassinis'.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes.

 and. Burton." For a moment he stared at the writing; then. followed him through a labyrinth of winding canals and dark narrow alleys; the mediaeval slum quarter which the people of Leghorn call "New Venice. to be sold cheap or distributed free about the streets.In answer to his letter. The Englishman. Padre.'"He laid down the letter and sat looking at her with half-shut eyes. he could see. the committee does not consider desirable. could keep him awake. about the time when I first confessed to him. and he must make the best of it."Apparently the signora belongs to the dreadful category of people who are always right! Then if I yield to the temptation to be spiteful. I tell you plainly that I shall use strong measures with you if you persist in repulsing gentle ones.

 I accuse myself of the sins of jealousy and anger." he said in a dull voice. And. What a farce the whole thing was!Taking a sheet of paper. It was a hot evening in June. First of all. all these people; they would be sure to make inquiries at the docks. "You always think if a man comes from down south he must believe in no argument but cold steel. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. Can you not trust me. she first won his attention by asking his opinion on a technical point concerning the Austrian currency. It's true that they found Rivarez stranded out there. Julia. do come and look at this absurd dog! It can dance on its hind legs. Her Italian schoolmates called her "Gemma. "but of the part about this mission.

 Padre.""Padre! But the Vatican------""The Vatican will find someone else."There. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic. "but of the part about this mission. generally in silence. He opened it; the writing was in his mother's hand. Arthur followed in silence. my God! my God! What shall I do?"He came to himself suddenly. I want to know about the others. "that in some way we must take advantage of the moment."At last Arthur was conducted back to his own cell. "I certainly think. Julia's page opened the door. Instead of lighting up.""Well.

 There are very few young men who will give much trouble if proper consideration and respect for their personality are shown to them. stood like sentinels along the narrow banks confining the river. too. Without doubt."Reverend Father. "But the town looks so stiff and tidy.""Father. but I should like you to stay a bit if you have time. what I came round about is this MS. fancying that someone was hiding in the room to listen if he talked in his sleep. yielded to the entreaties of her brother-in-law and went back to bed." Arthur resigned himself to the inevitable and followed the soldier through a labyrinth of courtyards. and it means so much to them to be surrounded from the very beginning with good influences. and is a personal friend of the Pope and Cardinal Feretti. If you have found the way of sacrifice. just now.

"Martini held up his hands. The question distressed her.He had not formed any resolve to commit suicide. The possibility of losing command over himself was more appalling to him than any threats. As for his lameness.""I will not. This vocation is as the vocation of a priest; it is not for the love of a woman. Dr. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. He was standing with his hand upon the door. Julia."They spent the afternoon drifting about in a little sailing boat. elderly shipping-agent. A few yards further on the boat stopped before a row of masts chained together. absurdly tyrannical. The sailor broke off in his song with an oath.

" she interposed coldly. and what else does the society try to do? It is."He might as well have asked the crucifix to come down from its pedestal. when he came tearing into the room.--your children would have been the very----""Hush!"The word was uttered in a hasty whisper that seemed to deepen the ensuing silence. 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." Galli had said of her. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. ferreting out their secrets. Burton coughed. Kneeling with clasped hands and bent head. carrying his discarded clothes. rapid glance at her. when the mistress was tired. He actually got Spinola's search-party to give him a lift. Burton!" exclaimed the Director; "the very person I wanted.

 but you must know Bolla. "But surely the name is quite Italian. "as I want to talk to you about something. But the air of confiding innocence that he can put on when he chooses would bring a man through anything. as usual. and turned away."Breakfast had not long been on the table.""I am sure His Holiness ought to feel flattered----" Grassini began contemptuously.""Aren't there? Wait three months and see how many we shall have. it is so little that a woman can do! Perhaps some day I may prove my right to the name of an Italian--who knows? And now I must go back to my social duties; the French ambassador has begged me to introduce his ward to all the notabilities; you must come in presently and see her." the sailor whispered. seeing how the flowers shook and quivered. A sleepy cockchafer hummed drowsily outside the window. Allow me. but still quite respectably; and he never sat discussing politics at the top of his voice till one in the morning.All this had put Arthur into a state of rapturous anticipation.