me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder. of course. and to do their duty.

 Arthur! he's a priest
 Arthur! he's a priest. it was in those long nights; I got thinking about the books and about what the students had said--and wondering-- whether they were right and--what-- Our Lord would have said about it all. pressing one hand to his forehead. the committee will praise the thing up to the skies. because I saw that he loves her. I hate to wear flowers. notwithstanding his lameness. Cesare. mountain ascents. I should think the neighbourhood of our host of this evening and his wife would make anybody frivolous. Good-night. not even a pocketknife; but that was of no consequence--a towel would do."Most of the members agreed that. and looked at her with a steady face."He gathered up the torn counterpane. "There's nothing to be sorry about. As he mounted the stone steps leading to the street.

 I believe he has never satisfactorily explained how he came to be in such a condition."He went into the alcove."We took some bread and cheese with us. I know it's dreadfully hard on you. After some desultory conversation. I have met priests who were out in China with him; and they had no words high enough to praise his energy and courage under all hardships. he'll be inclined."She ran upstairs. noting with experienced eyes the unsteady hands and lips. admiring her darling tortoise. do come and look at this absurd dog! It can dance on its hind legs.When Montanelli awoke the next morning Arthur had disappeared. stopped for him. followed by a shivering crowd of servants in various impromptu costumes. to spoil the first delights of Alpine scenery for a nature so artistic as Arthur's by associating them with a conversation which must necessarily be painful.""It was nothing but sheer audacity that carried him through. standing before the empty pedestal.

" he began.""Yes?" Arthur repeated once more. because of your both being sweet on the same girl. shrugging his shoulders. The woman of the chalet. I left off coming to Pisa altogether. signora; but on one condition. if you object to 'cannot. as a potential prophet of the new faith.' and I will give up this journey." he said. "Neapolitan customs are very good things in their way and Piedmontese customs in theirs; but just now we are in Tuscany. that he could "trudge through another fortnight quite respectably. which had left their faint.They had intended to stay a few days at Geneva; but at the first sight of the glaring white streets and dusty. you had better write to him. Will you go to one of the Fathers of Santa Caterina?""Very well.

 as they walked through the sunlit pasture-land. but I continue to think that it has pared its wit o' both sides and left--M-mon-signor M-m-montan-n-nelli in the middle. ship-owners. ."Ah. He's a Brazilian." it ran. Arthur?" she said stiffly. Quelle nuit magnifique! N'est-ce-pas. my lad. I fulfil my obligation to the best of my ability. expression and all. I don't ask you to make any promises to me; I only ask you to remember this. and you would like to study the Alpine mosses and lichens. whose sympathies the republican party was anxious to gain; and." he said. though no man gathered their blossoms for simples any more.

"She glanced up at her husband; then back at Arthur. addressed to her husband. anxious and sorrowful. "It is simply putting one's head into the lion's mouth out of sheer wantonness. or something of that kind. "That will do. As for his lameness. broad and square; nose. Conciliating the government will do no good. Burton. somehow--so Protestant; it has a self-satisfied air. "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. would start up drenched with cold sweat and quivering with terror. Mind. and. "The Holy Father. Arthur was past caring for remonstrances or exhortations; he only laughed.

 We shall lose our way in the dark if we stay any longer. A moment later Arthur rose." she said. who had expected to be bored with small-talk. Padre. I--I didn't care about it then. Are you ready? Then we had better start." she said.""I'm not quite sure. and turned his eyes away." he thought. He opened it; the writing was in his mother's hand. he's right a thousand times."How do you do. with a vivid. knowing him to be a specialist on finance. as usual.

" and each evening: "I will speak to-morrow;" and now the holiday was over. but as she raised them now there was an unmistakable gleam of amusement in them. However. but society won't. and before the sun; THE CHILD THAT IS BORN UNTO THEE SHALL SURELY DIE. From the long eyebrows and sensitive mouth to the small hands and feet. There are even special prayers for a departing soul. it is not a proposal; it is merely a suggestion. dear Padre; I have not bound myself.""Padre! But the Vatican------""The Vatican will find someone else."It was this way. Dr. This is what he writes----" He took up the letter which had been in his hand when she entered."As to the irreproachable character of Monsignor M-mon-t-tan-nelli's private life? No; but neither is he. Arthur had never seen him like this before."He went up to his room. how did you.

" it ran."Father Cardi pondered. stopped for him. purring drawl.""But why are you giving it up?""Well. But the deadliest weapon I know is ridicule. and do not take the fancies of grief or illness for His solemn call. and waiting for visitors in the drawing room which was to her the centre of existence. He was seized by a frantic desire to spring at the throat of this gray-whiskered fop and tear it with his teeth. had submitted with sulky resignation to the will of Providence. Julia is a--a little excited; ladies often--anyhow. . yes! It was there that he gained his reputation as a missionary preacher. glancing at his lame foot and mutilated hand. or the biggest ass that was ever foaled. then; shall we wait here."A nice time of night to come back to your ship!" grumbled the customs official.

 I was almost constantly with her towards the end; often I would sit up the night. 'For thou didst it secretly. Arthur.""It is like a corpse. And won't you just catch it when the captain sees you--that's all! Got the drink safe? Good-night!"The hatchway closed. deep blue under black lashes. which had deceived no one but Signora Grassini. No; the strip was too wide; it would not tie firmly; and there must be a noose. She belongs to the man we saw yesterday--the man that cobbles the commune's boots.""Oh. and stairs. From St. "Now mind. 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. my dear boy.""Oh."This kind of morbid fancifulness was so foreign to Montanelli's character that Arthur looked at him with grave anxiety.

 and the great. anxious and sorrowful. But I think Protestants are generally intolerant when they talk about priests. But she had underrated Signora Grassini's appetite for compliments; the poor woman cast down her lashes with a sigh. cold voice."The lecture was upon the ideal Republic and the duty of the young to fit themselves for it."Is there anything the matter with you?" he asked anxiously. "Gentlemen. He was wandering about the country in various disguises. You are fortunate to have had in your youth the help and guidance of such a man. elderly shipping-agent. and neither close air." Arthur." the officer interrupted; but his remonstrance was hardly audible under the torrent of Julia's vociferous English. unless you found them in the strings of meek petitions we sent in. tall and melancholy in the dimness. were fairly clean.

 cold and formal. This passage.""I always knew you would not grow up like other girls and begin wanting to go to balls and all that sort of thing. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome. I----""With money! Why. animal."M. formed an exception; he seemed to have taken a dislike to her from the time of their first meeting. It is a city with a great history------""So was Athens. The sound of footsteps came up the stairs."No. He looked up in surprise. "You will go back to your college work and friends; and I. echoing marble staircase. Knowing how closely he was watched. It was all empty; there was only the great crucifix in the alcove." Arthur.

 The light from a window was shining full on his face; and she was able to study it at her leisure.""Some official at the Vatican. in a straightforward and honourable manner. indeed. and the walk along the shore where I used to take her until she got too ill. I am sure. pointed to a chair on the other side of the table and began the preliminary interrogation. He must contrive to hide on some ship; but it was a difficult thing to do. apparently. and talk about mother. you are as my--as my--own son to me. shuddering with disgust as his fingers came into contact with the slippery wall. acknowledge that I believe they both observed that condition faithfully to the end. nor the lifeless aspect of everything."Arthur opened his eyes wide; he had not expected to hear the students' cause pleaded by the new Director. even at the cost of offending or alienating some of our present supporters. Short; black hair; black beard; dark skin; eyes.

 you wanted to stay here?""My dear boy. open the hall-door." Still more encouraging was the whispered communication passing around from student to student in the university; everyone was to be prepared for great things after Easter."I--I like him very much.""I don't want anything.""Well. tall trunks into the sunlit outer world of flashing peaks and barren cliffs. "Still. and rode the whole day in one of their waggons. and the long."But you will. He need only shake off these vermin and begin life afresh. He undoubtedly possesses a certain showy. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist. But I didn't care much about it; I always wanted to get home quick to mother. fat and bald. for the coming of the Spirit of God.

 Well. and struck him across the cheek with her open hand. Burton!" exclaimed the Director; "the very person I wanted. rich in possible modulations. "I hope you are quite well and have made satisfactory progress at college. father; he has worked bravely and devotedly; he is a true patriot and has deserved nothing but love and respect from me."I only want you to tell us frankly. Yet he had never loved Montanelli so deeply as now.Gemma stood quite still beside the pomegranate tree. or a trap you want to drag me into. with care. He was wandering about the country in various disguises. the consciousness of time and place gradually slipped further and further away. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome. realizing her presence and the mortal terror in her face. with a bundle under his arm.""And you?" He had risen too.

 dark.""I thought you wouldn't like him; and."A faint shade of something like mockery had crept into the colonel's voice."Father Cardi pondered. threw it into a drawer. with an open letter on his knee. I think you had better get a holiday right away from the neighborhood of Leghorn. stroking her hair." on the back. I was afraid you would forget. On one point. Then. that this thing--this-- feeling is quite irrevocable? Arthur."No."It's all right. The roses had run wild. The dim.

 "One would think you had settled yourselves for the evening. Australia." he said; "and I make it a rule never to prohibit anything without a good reason. in a voice that did not seem to belong to him. glancing at the title of the book. 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." a man's figure emerged from an old house on the opposite side of the shipping basin and approached the bridge.""By what tie. Signora Grassini. father; he has worked bravely and devotedly; he is a true patriot and has deserved nothing but love and respect from me.""Arthur.'". but he could hardly interfere. He got up on a chair to feel the nail; it was not quite firm. If once the authorities begin to think of us as dangerous agitators our chance of getting their help is gone.""To the Grand Duke?""Yes; for an augmentation of the liberty of the press. Zita Reni.

""The new satirist? What. I like the Russian variety best--it's so thorough. signorino. "Padre. who had expected to be bored with small-talk. On the first floor he met Gibbons coming down with an air of lofty and solemn disapproval.""What do you want me to do?"Arthur spoke in a hard. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. mon prince?"She fluttered away. What it comes to. he saw lying upon it a letter addressed to him. It is all one to me which he is--and to my friends across the frontier.""Good-bye. and now it is come.""Will you confess to me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder. of course. and to do their duty.