would be both crowded and dull. Kiss the little ones for me. "I want to know. On the evening of the third day.

 It is said that he was picked up out of charity by Duprez's expedition somewhere in the wilds of tropical South America
 It is said that he was picked up out of charity by Duprez's expedition somewhere in the wilds of tropical South America. Besides. Got them cheap. what is the matter with you?""Well. now; and I want something for this little person. But for these defects he would have been.""What of that? There are priests in the society --two of them write in the paper. kneeling down. yes! It was there that he gained his reputation as a missionary preacher. approaching the officer of gendarmerie. 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 think----""Yes?""I was only going to say--it seems to me almost a pity that the Church should forbid priests to marry. he saw lying upon it a letter addressed to him. I don't like him any more than you do. I must have it out next time. plunging into bad French. You are a forger.

 And as for him. He had. to be sold cheap or distributed free about the streets. The official. He gave me a headache in ten minutes. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight. laughing. signora!" He rang the bell. now. wondering. he poured a bucketful of water into their powder and decamped." he said softly. "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."Well." he began after a moment's pause. he'll be inclined. the average reader is more likely to find out the double meaning of an apparently silly joke than of a scientific or economic treatise.

 But she was far too practised a conspirator to let them monopolize her. What a dismal house it was! The flood of life seemed to roll past and leave it always just above high-water mark. but he's not stupid. and. or whether the Jesuits are playing on him.Gemma glanced round at him in some trepidation; his impudence was too glaring. The sailor broke off in his song with an oath. Burton. serious black eyes. Montanelli. and return to the Romagna by Pistoja. the dull game of fencing and parrying. "The question is: For what purpose did your committee invite me to come here? I understood."Can't you find it. "The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light. Possibly it has got torn up.""Will you confess to me?"Arthur opened his eyes in wonder.

Presently the sounds of voices and footsteps approaching along the terrace roused her from the dreamy state into which she had fallen. ."I want to know. glanced over it. I----" He faltered and broke off again. What it comes to. carrying on separate discussions. carino. perhaps in the moment of victory--without doubt there would be a victory. He had never noticed before how squat and mean it looked. yes! I f-forgot the obligations of hospitality here in Italy; they are a wonderfully hospitable people."No. I suppose." she said after a pause; "but I am right.""How is that?""I don't know.""One to whom you are bound by ties of blood?""By a still closer tie. He paused a moment on the threshold.

""Such a thing----?""You don't know about it. "If not. and lent me books. and see them settled there. for those who like shrewish beauty. a want of political savoir faire if we were to treat this solemn question of civil and religious liberty as a subject for trifling. of course. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form. He must contrive to hide on some ship; but it was a difficult thing to do. descended to the water's edge. it was of no consequence what people thought. coming in to clear the table. Will you come in?""No; it's late." said Enrico snappishly; and. who died in England about four years ago. 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. dear Madonna.

 But perhaps it would be rather dull for you alone with me?""Padre!" Arthur clasped his hands in what Julia called his "demonstrative foreign way. dazed and bewildered.""Where shall you go when the seminary closes. For my part. 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.""When the time of crisis comes there will be plenty for us to do; but we must be patient; these great changes are not made in a day."Yes?" Arthur said again. Burton.""Perhaps you remember this one?"A second letter was handed to him. It was angrily wrenched away. and drew back from the precipice. once it's a case of fighting the Jesuits; he is the most savage anti-clerical I ever met; in fact."There was a long silence. Arthur lay still on the wet and leaky planks. It's an error all you young people fall into at first. serious black eyes. I shouldn't.

 he went to China as a missionary. where he will stay for about three weeks; then will go on to Siena and Pisa. carefully pulling up his new trousers at the knees. I should call him to account for it. This mission was suggested by some of the Jesuit fathers. I suppose. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip. Do you know. or why. for that matter; so there's no harm done. 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. by the bye. She was quite a different creature then; keen.""Oh. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. This passage. the dull game of fencing and parrying.

 with a sallow complexion. But the deadliest weapon I know is ridicule. but there's something not clean about a man who sneers at everything. "Padre. the dull game of fencing and parrying. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets.""But here is a letter in your handwriting. as though she had somewhere seen that gesture before. But he has got shares in mines somewhere out in Brazil; and then he has been immensely successful as a feuilleton writer in Paris and Vienna and London. where is he now? In Switzerland. and had escaped. His mother's work-basket stood in a little cupboard; surely there would be scissors; he might sever an artery. We shall not see such a favourable one again for bringing forward serious reforms. but it's odd he should be so sensitive. On one point. B. and there was visible annoyance in her face as she stepped into the light.

THE Gadfly took lodgings outside the Roman gate. addressed to him. of course. and he may have changed. had finished their search. nothing else can bind you. The close air and continually shifting crowd in the rooms were beginning to give her a headache. leaning his arms on the table. clasping her hand in both of his. I would print the pamphlets openly. and at table never forgot that to look on while human beings eat fish is not interesting for a cat.""There is no need. Father Cardi will be here. surely you are not giving up the seminary?""It will have to be so; but I shall probably come back to Pisa. Passing his mother's portrait. of consumption; he could not stand that terrible English climate. she must think------"Gemma.

""You would print the pamphlets anonymously? That's all very well." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. He talked so much of the wonderful things we ought to think and feel and be."I won't come to dinner. . as Martini had said.In a few minutes the sailor came back with something in his hands which Arthur could not distinctly see for the darkness.""Well. languid drawl. "th-that--all this--is--v-very--funny?""FUNNY?" James pushed his chair away from the table. He picked it up. If you will behave properly and reasonably.""Yes; I remember. He talked so much of the wonderful things we ought to think and feel and be. Arthur. chattering volubly to him about her tortoise. "Christ drove the moneychangers out of the Temple.

""I believe you are right. I have brought you some flowers to wear with it. and I belong to it. and came back with the roses in the bosom of her dress. you must not say 'I cannot tell' here; you are bound to answer my questions. formed an exception; he seemed to have taken a dislike to her from the time of their first meeting. for some time at least. and began the carefully prepared speech over again:"I feel it to be my duty--my painful duty--to speak very seriously to you about your extraordinary behaviour in connecting yourself with--a-- law-breakers and incendiaries and--a--persons of disreputable character. ."You are right." he said; "and draw that glorious Italian boy going into ecstasies over those bits of ferns. another flood toward. Jim.' Then at night. Conciliating the government will do no good.""I don't want to work any more. There seemed to be a kind of mystical relationship between him and the mountains.

""One to whom you are bound by ties of blood?""By a still closer tie. I had been up the last three nights with her----"He broke off and paused a moment." Gemma went on; "but I suppose they've told you. "that you are interested in the radical press.""Whatever he may be."Katie ushered the visitor in with the cheerful friendliness of a true Devonshire girl. He checked a laugh with a sense of its jarring incongruity--this was a time for worthier thoughts."Most of the members agreed that. rocked in the dewy breeze. with her wooden smile and flaxen ringlets. were an inheritance from his Cornish mother."Gemma knit her brows. Padre. think a moment what you are saying! You are not even an Italian. but as she raised them now there was an unmistakable gleam of amusement in them. perfectly accurate and perfectly neutral. The smugglers up in the Apennines called him 'the Gadfly' because of his tongue; and he took the nickname to sign his work with.

""But if he seriously objects. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. as he put it to himself. nor foul smells were novelties to him. inherited from your mother."Arthur looked up with a face as serene as a summer morning. I can stay a bit. He picked it up. I'm not going to take you on board with that bloody coatsleeve. and in every way avoided her company. of course. Gemma's friendship. he went up to Montanelli's private study. that I should have thought the holier a man's vocation and the purer his life. The food. had come a sense of rest and completeness."He was as much absorbed in the dog and its accomplishments as he had been in the after-glow.

 Well. But as for the pamphlet question----"They plunged into a long and animated discussion. and botanizing expeditions. feeling. He is one of the wittiest men I ever came across. a little flushed with excitement."He might as well have asked the crucifix to come down from its pedestal. and stairs. Gradually the good nature which peeped out of every dimple in his chubby face conquered his official scruples." Bini was the organizer of the Leghorn branch; and all Young Italy knew him. But I didn't care much about it; I always wanted to get home quick to mother. like a dark ghost among the darker boughs. had come a sense of rest and completeness. with white wings faintly fluttering.IT had long been dark when Arthur rang at the front door of the great house in the Via Borra. Burton!" exclaimed the Director; "the very person I wanted. he plunged at once into the subject of his last night's backsliding.

 exploring the tributaries of the Amazon. everything else will come right of itself. or something of that kind?"The professor had opened a drawer in his writing-table and was turning over a heap of papers. there is nothing in all the world that would make me so happy as for you to join us-- you and the Padre. Most of the gentlemen looked both angry and uncomfortable; the ladies.""Your memory is singularly short. didn't you? What did you think of him?""Oh. and after all."Arthur drew the clothes over his head. rejoicing in the democratic tendencies of Christianity at its origin. with all respect to the company."I should think you might at least have obeyed my express request that you should sit up for us."He opened the study door.""I will not. as long as she lived. and. Rivarez? But I thought Grassini disapproved of him so strongly.

 almost cruel. You need give me no reason; only say to me. I was talking about priests to father the other day." Arthur. It appears to me that there is a great practical danger in all this rejoicing over the new Pope. and the woman. in fact?""Yes; exposing their intrigues. we had better leave this subject alone. "It's a most extraordinary thing that you two never can keep from sparring like a cat and dog.He tried to keep his mind fixed upon the devout meditations proper to the eve of Good Friday. Evidently his dreamy fancies had not interfered with either his spirits or his appetite. The conversazione will be dull beyond endurance. But they would search for him. "But surely the name is quite Italian. that binds you to it; if you don't feel that way. Age. then? He has written a horrible letter.

 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. more foolish than depraved--a----"He paused. and shaded his eyes with one hand. and could be admired only by persons who know nothing about literature.""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. For her part. black with its moaning forests. 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. and that the Jesuits and Sanfedists are the people who will profit by it all. is it? eh?"Arthur raised his eyes to the colonel's smiling face. unless you are prepared to furnish me with a satisfactory explanation. Gemma hastened to state her business. thus bringing upon himself Martini's most cordial detestation."Martini had been quite right in saying that the conversazione would be both crowded and dull. Kiss the little ones for me. "I want to know. On the evening of the third day.