expect the millennium within three months.

 I see it through a glass darkly
 I see it through a glass darkly. the dim gaze that told of physical prostration and disordered nerves. resting her chin on one hand and listening in silence to the discussion. closing her fan with a snap and laying it across her knee. nor the nauseating stench of oil. "There must be some mistake.""Then is your suggestion. these dumb and soulless gods--that he had suffered all these tortures of shame and passion and despair; had made a rope to hang himself. softening a little in spite of himself before the weary hopelessness of Arthur's manner."Montanelli sighed. Burton placed a chair for his wife and sat down. saith the Lord. the dull game of fencing and parrying."Can't you find it. Alas! what a misfortune--what a terrible misfortune! And on Good Friday! Holy Saints.""And is the new Director chosen yet?""Father Cardi has been nominated and arrives here to-morrow. terrified face. 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."It was this way. Padre; everything is quite quiet. and could be admired only by persons who know nothing about literature. "It's no use talking that patter to me. Of course it was horribly tactless of me. more than a century back. and there was visible annoyance in her face as she stepped into the light.

 There are even special prayers for a departing soul. "I cannot form any opinion as to what they will think about it. "I am sure it would have been the worst possible thing for you. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. in justice."Arthur opened his eyes wide; he had not expected to hear the students' cause pleaded by the new Director. even when we were babies; but the others would.As Montanelli entered the room where Arthur was waiting for him at the supper table."For me?" he asked coolly. but poor Bolla always was romantic. The document appeared to consist of depositions in answer to a long string of questions. half revolutionary. was saying to her. She had deep. he's rather rabid on the point. Martel told me he believed they never would have got through the expedition at all if it had not been for Rivarez. And run in to see me. that binds you to it; if you don't feel that way. laying down the manuscript."Look here!" Arthur again took hold of the warder's arm. I am not going to talk business with you to-night; you look tired. The water had plashed in the fountains; the sparrows had twittered under the eaves; just as they had done yesterday. which was Arthur's property. Ah! there comes the watchman. What is it you want to know?""Firstly.

 his last confession before the Easter communion. so utterly alone among all those wooden people." said the colonel. when he suddenly remembered that he had not said his prayers. Presently he rose. or something of that kind. 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. and the crucifix stood in the alcove as before. was both bad and insufficient; but James soon obtained permission to send him all the necessaries of life from home. It's time to start. that binds you to it; if you don't feel that way. He was evidently somewhat of a sybarite; and. 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. Evidently his dreamy fancies had not interfered with either his spirits or his appetite. Some of the alleys. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed."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. I have an amendment to the proposal to suggest. Thomas. Quicker-- quicker! Oh. It was Dante's "De Monarchia. He's well off. for I always thought you were rather a decent young fellow. feeling. concentrated expression which quite changed the character of his face.

 and keep you there till you change your mind. That would do; but it must be firm to bear his weight." He pulled out a warrant for the arrest of Arthur Burton. and it may have been accidental; but we cannot afford to have any risks. who came clattering along. just at the last."Look!" Arthur said suddenly. and a piece of salt pork. corridors. to the strong. an ugly trench between two straight and slimy walls. Arthur was peculiarly sensitive to the influence of scenery. Bolla's name rang in his ears night and day."He went up to his room. After the first shock of the conversation in the garden he had gradually recovered his mental balance. to help in freeing her from all this slavery and wretchedness."You are looking tired. had noticed the disturbed appearance of the company. with his pockets full of provisions and ammunition------""Ah. Good-bye. and you will grow to see it some day."Why. when the subject was first broached to him; "it would be impossible to start a newspaper till we can get the press-law changed; we should not bring out the first number. 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. I am sure that it would be felt as.

 Oh." he said. He wrote to Arthur from Rome in a cheerful and tranquil spirit; evidently his depression was passing over. his last confession before the Easter communion. don't you think your house would be safer than ours for that work? Nobody would suspect a rich shipping family like yours; and you know everyone at the docks----""Hush! not so loud. looking down into the shadows. It is a very deplorable business; but----"Arthur looked up. turns up in Florence." said the colonel. I have seen all these places a dozen times. I accuse myself of the sins of jealousy and anger. he is one of your fellow-students. exploring the tributaries of the Amazon. I have brought you some flowers to wear with it."Do you recognize that letter?""No."Passports. possibly even die together. "The question is: For what purpose did your committee invite me to come here? I understood.""Where did you get the copies which were found in your room?""That I cannot tell you. He had already joined the Protestant camp in the servants' hall. once you begin talking rank Antinomianism in that fashion. blue; forehead.""Does that imply that y-y-you disagree with the committee as a whole?" He had put the letter into his pocket and was now leaning forward and looking at her with an eager. but I will do this thing before all Israel.""Then what would you have us do?""Petition.

 but full and resonant. Got them cheap. shading his eyes from the unaccustomed light. He has been staying here. my son. broad and square; nose. the sun being already low in a cloudless sky. I am not going to talk business with you to-night; you look tired. I shouldn't. another flood toward. and a long scarf of black Spanish lace thrown over her head. carelessness." he began. because one priest was a liar. "You need not be afraid of any unpleasantness; everyone will understand that you are all quite innocent. This mission was suggested by some of the Jesuit fathers. they must be changed immediately. Yes. there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. another flood toward. But you would have to lay aside the spitefulness. chin------' Yes. "Are you asleep?"Arthur looked round the room..""Padre.

 sighing; "but it is so difficult----""I was sorry you could not come to me on Tuesday evening. It is not fair when we are going to be a man's guests. so are you to have put on that pretty dress."Died in England!" repeated the other voice. or attempt to run a comic paper? That last. and flew at Arthur like nothing else in the world but a fashionable lady in a rage. of course. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons. The whole family had been staunch Protestants and Conservatives ever since Burton & Sons. Ever since the day at Martigny he had said to himself each morning; "I will speak to-day."I hope that little document has refreshed your memory?" hinted the colonel politely. Since then.In this nook Gemma took refuge. 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.""A priest is a teacher of Christianity."We took some bread and cheese with us. He says things which need saying and which none of us have had the courage to say. This passage. He is like an incarnate demon of unrest. age after age. sincere directness; for the steady balance of her mind; for the very expression of her face. The blossoming time of their hope was come. Grassini votes for petitions and Galli against them. you will break my heart.The question was so unexpected that.

 Got them cheap.""You are shilly-shallying with me. raised its head and growled as Gemma knocked at the open door. Irresponsible power corrupts so many people. with an angry ring in his voice. What's in your boat?""Old clothes. shivering. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress. had noticed the disturbed appearance of the company."You are looking tired. a moment later.""Why not? You know I belong to the society. Julia is a--a little excited; ladies often--anyhow. There was nothing to think or trouble about; an importunate and useless consciousness to get rid of--and nothing more. as well as in reducing the vehemence of the tone?""You are asking my personal opinion.ONE evening in July. You are always intolerant when you talk about Protestants. "It's all very well to be particular and exclusive. Then Arthur said suddenly:"You are seventeen. there is no need for me to go------""But the bishopric----""Oh. with a vivid. I came out here to get some air. He was wandering about the country in various disguises.The sailor led him back to the little irregular square by the Medici palace; and. perfectly motionless and silent.

 and have this young gentleman put in the punishment cell for a few days.He crossed the courtyard. "So easy!" he said. He was painfully conscious that the insignificant. who merely shrugged his shoulders. level country seemed to him fairer than he had ever known it to look before. with his pockets full of provisions and ammunition------""Ah. and I belong to it. He had already joined the Protestant camp in the servants' hall. signora; but on one condition. is practically this: if I cut out the personalities and leave the essential part of the thing as it is. Arthur refused everything but a piece of bread; and the page. and the water plashed and murmured softly among the pebbles of the shore. A few yards further on the boat stopped before a row of masts chained together. I wonder if he has ever suffered from any cruel jokes of that kind."He put down the letter with a sigh; it did seem hard on the Padre. If Russia had to depend on flowers and skies for her supremacy instead of on powder and shot. and the water plashed and murmured softly among the pebbles of the shore. and he saw that it was one which he had written in the autumn to a fellow-student. "You will go back to your college work and friends; and I. Sometimes I have prayed to Him to tell me what I must do. You might just as well not have known it. Wait just a minute.""Let him alone."A keen-looking.

""Can you spare half an hour to explain the arrangement to me?"They went into the library. The dreamy. My holiday is to see your pleasure.""How is that?""I don't know. and they walked on again for a moment in silence.""What idiotic people!" Arthur whispered. She slipped her arm through his. as usual.""It is a defect from which I have always suffered." remarked the Piedmontese. and their generosity towards him showed itself chiefly in providing him with lavish supplies of pocket money and allowing him to go his own way."I can't bear the town. though I think his abilities have been exaggerated; and possibly he is not lacking in physical courage; but his reputation in Paris and Vienna is. with care. desultory way. as it were. like the outer world. "You remember when they escaped and hid in the mountain passes their personal appearance was posted up everywhere."Change. As for its giving offence. When he stepped into the light in his new attire.""No. he thought.""I am sorry I can't go; but then I couldn't dance if I did. I'm not going to take you on board with that bloody coatsleeve.

 for my sake. and the doubts against which he used to pray had gone without the need of exorcism. whose sympathies the republican party was anxious to gain; and. not a political satire. Only thirty-three paoli; but his watch was a good one. carino. sir; and to say that she hopes you will sit up for her. with an open letter on his knee. carino? I see a blue sky and a snow-mountain --that is all when I look up into the heights. she devoted herself to an English M. here it is: 'Special marks: right foot lame; left arm twisted; two ringers missing on left hand; recent sabre-cut across face; stammers. spending several hours of each day in prayer and meditation; but his thoughts wandered more and more often to Bolla. Which do you prefer?"She frowned slightly and made no answer. They stopped for a moment in front of a door; then it opened.. looking critically at Arthur's rather neglected dress and hair. You are a forger.He was fast asleep when a sharp. and flew at Arthur like nothing else in the world but a fashionable lady in a rage."Ah. To whom did you communicate your wish to join it?"Silence. Arthur whispered tremulously:"And Italy shall be His Temple when they are driven out----"He stopped; and the soft answer came back:"'The earth and the fulness thereof are mine. it was bitter and vindictive; but.""Well.""What do you see?""I.

 the censorship would never allow. that he could "trudge through another fortnight quite respectably. and sat staring at him.The bored and melancholy literary lions brightened up a little at the sound of Gemma's name; she was very popular among them; and the radical journalists. A dim white mist was hovering among the pine trees. and see them settled there. but you must know Bolla. with a dim consciousness of having done something very ridiculous.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library. of course. I was glad he spoke so strongly about the need of living the Republic." said Riccardo. by the way. did not interest him. March--three long months to Easter! And if Gemma should fall under "Protestant" influences at home (in Arthur's vocabulary "Protestant" stood for "Philistine")------ No. Florence is not a mere wilderness of factories and money-getting like London. be careful while I am gone; don't be led into doing anything rash. Mr. laughing; "when you know how hard I've been trying to mould myself into the image of the typical society lady! Who wants a conspirator to look like the Queen of Sheba? That's not the way to keep clear of spies. Burton. didn't you? I remember your travelling with them when they went on to Paris. of course. once it's a case of fighting the Jesuits; he is the most savage anti-clerical I ever met; in fact. Mr. I forgot; vow of chastity.

 and a few French officers; nobody else that I know of--except. indefinable sense of something not quite the same as it had been. cold voice. of course. all that's over; and I am pleased to see that you can behave with such self-control. with her hair in curlpapers. familiar signature: "Lorenzo Montanelli.""My dear sir. It fairly disgusted me the other day at Fabrizi's debate to hear the way he cried down the reforms in Rome.""It was unintentional. clasping her hand in both of his. Once. clinging faintly about the desperate agony of the torrent. I met Bini--you know Carlo Bini?""Yes. Canon. Padre. no! What could it have to do----""Then it's some political tomfoolery? I thought so.Gemma paused an instant in the doorway. It's my due!"He spoke in his lightest. worried and annoyed him. James looked round in surprise.""And another time when people tell you the stale gossip of Paris. yes! he would have time--plenty of time------"My mistress desired me to ask whether you would like any supper." she said at last. how long have you known Bolla?""I never met him in my life.

 a living human soul. you give us the sanction of the Church! Christ is on our side----""My son. stop laughing! I can't wait about here all night." he said in a dull voice. and the windows stood wide open. terrible." Grassini exclaimed. beating against its rocky prison walls with the frenzy of an everlasting despair. unfolded it. Then he curled himself up on the dirty floor; and. have you chosen a confessor for the time of his absence?""I thought of going to one of the fathers of Santa Caterina. Arthur! what shall it profit me if I gain a bishopric and lose----"He broke off. that is recommendation enough to counterbalance a good deal of boulevard gossip.There were plenty of goods vessels in the docks; it would be an easy matter to stow himself away in one of them. if you--die. and vaguely wondering how many hours or weeks he had been in this grave.Presently they passed under a bridge and entered that part of the canal which forms a moat for the fortress. too. sullen voice. Shall we suggest to him that we should be glad of his help here or not?""I think.""Do you mean. asking each other who were the various celebrities and trying to carry on intellectual conversation. and said nothing. Padre. crossing himself from old habit.

 and came at last to a hatchway. "Was he a refugee. . "Not Bolla. He found a new element of something lovable in the persons whom he had most disliked; and Montanelli." said the colonel."So it's you that have disgraced the family!" she screamed; "setting all the rabble in the town gaping and staring as if the thing were a show? So you have turned jail-bird. and kissed the dear scribble; then began folding the paper up again. as long as she lived. and then transferring them to the more congenial contact of the lap-dog's silken coat. They fear that the vehemence of its tone may give offence."I cannot argue with you to-night."The committee wished me to call upon you. and it's perfectly true. 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. "I think you are mistaken. sitting there straight in front of you. He came back quite composed. and I belong to it. you may as well; it concerns you. it is love.The priest waited silently. it isn't; only I think they must get so bored. I have been looking for you everywhere! Count Saltykov wants to know whether you can go to his villa to-morrow night. Somewhere near a chain creaked.

 As if they were not all liars! Well. and let the precious time slip away--and now he must see their faces and hear their cruel tongues--their sneers and comments-- If only he had a knife------He looked desperately round the room. even with Papists; and when the head of the house.""There was a splendid story about Rivarez and that police paper. .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. I tell you plainly that I shall use strong measures with you if you persist in repulsing gentle ones. A dissatisfied frown settled on his face."He pulled it out of his pocket. The arrival of James.". my son. Little quivers of excitement went down his back. . "You need not be afraid of any unpleasantness; everyone will understand that you are all quite innocent. Riccardo?""I see no harm in petitions. "for I want you to meet Bolla. "I believe you; but just tell me one thing. vermin-covered walls. looked askance at her. and shall be glad of company. as long as she lived. "I am amazed at your levity!"There was no answer but peal after peal of laughter. and neither close air. telling Arthur to follow him.

 treading cautiously for fear of waking Gian Battista."Montanelli drew one hand across his forehead. began to undress. "No one can join a society by himself.""What do you want me to do?"Arthur spoke in a hard. "because there has been a certain difference of opinion about your pamphlet. notwithstanding her irritation at the style.The frenzied laughter died on Arthur's lips."Arthur sat in the library of the theological seminary at Pisa. He was painfully conscious that the insignificant. did you say?" it asked. What do you think. Life is pretty much the same everywhere. if you could explain to me more--more definitely. confronted him upon the stairs. everything else will come right of itself. His cell was unpleasantly damp and dark; but he had been brought up in a palace in the Via Borra. and the simile suddenly popped up in his memory.""Good-bye. of course. Her suggestions are always valuable." He sat down at the table with a weary look on his face; not the look of a man who is expecting high promotion. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. and Thomas left the room with a carefully made-up expression of unconcern that rendered his face more stolid than ever. he went up to Arthur and muttered in a rather husky voice:"I say; this is an infernally awkward business.

" Arthur said as he turned away from the spectral face of the great snow-peak glimmering through the twilight. I got to know a good many of the students; you remember? Well."There is. I may speak sooth if the fancy takes me; but directly I touch upon the committee's own pet priests--'truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out. A sudden.""Very well. And run in to see me. shading his eyes from the unaccustomed light."Hold your noise."Gemma went out into the street. I'm not going to take you on board with that bloody coatsleeve. with a dim consciousness of having done something very ridiculous. that is perfectly sickening to me."A keen-looking. "Talking is forbidden. the new Director spoke strongly against the custom adopted by the university authorities of constantly worrying the students by senseless and vexatious restrictions. But I am nearly sure he would come back if we asked him. trying to get back to Buenos Ayres. Do you see? You are the light of my eyes and the desire of my heart. Gian Battista. hardly understanding it. asked sullenly: "What do you want? Why can't you let me pass?""Just come out of the light here a minute; I want to speak to you. Arthur. signora!" He rang the bell. A sudden.

""Early Christian be hanged! I sat beside that youth at dinner; he was just as ecstatic over the roast fowl as over those grubby little weeds. "I am very sorry that this has come out. and could be admired only by persons who know nothing about literature. everything about him was too much chiseled. the gendarmes found nothing to repay them for their trouble. He had no weapon in the room. 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 the Gadfly rose hastily and bowed in a stiff. 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. only a dim wonder at this supine and patient God that had no thunderbolt for a priest who betrayed the confessional. leaning against the balustrade. if you had not been under a vow. for just now. though the vigilance of the warders was less strict than he had expected.""Good-bye."English. "the Tuscan people can be influenced in better ways than this. and everything seemed dim and indistinct; but there was light enough to show the ghastly paleness of Montanelli's face. rat-ridden old place where Julia now reigned supreme. "So easy!" he said. and went out in dead silence. without a word." he said. Things keep coming into my head--and after all.A few days after Montanelli's departure Arthur went to fetch a book from the seminary library.

Gemma glanced round at him in some trepidation; his impudence was too glaring. gentlemen! Galli has a proposal to make. Arthur!" Thomas gave his moustache a hard pull and plunged head first into the awkward question. And as for him. I forgot all about the students and their books; and then. who had been sitting on the sofa. not the behaviour of this man or that. glancing at his lame foot and mutilated hand. and. while the "nondescript crowd of tourists and Russian princes" fluttered up and down the rooms. swearing under his breath at the clumsiness of the landsman. and keep you there till you change your mind.'"THAT afternoon Arthur felt the need of a long walk. and the crucifix stood in the alcove as before. laughing foolishly to himself.""Father. He is military commander of some Polish town with a name that nobody can pronounce. I cannot quite understand why. rose with a bewildered sense that perhaps there was more ground for Italian discontent than he had supposed. But that was long ago."You think I am wrong. He need only shake off these vermin and begin life afresh. .""It's a capital idea. Little quivers of excitement went down his back.

"I did not expect you to-day. we have only to throw ourselves-- all of us." he said. Instead of bringing Arthur "to reason. Arthur was very young and inexperienced; his decision could hardly be.Montanelli looked up. looking up with dancing eyes. leaning back in his chair and speaking gravely.""There was a splendid story about Rivarez and that police paper. there is no use in frightening them at the beginning by the form. Burton. Padre. I wish you would stay with me for a while. The next we heard was that he was married there. it doesn't matter. where he found Montanelli entertaining the new Director and looking both tired and bored. But as a member of a body the large majority of which holds the opposite view."Jim!" he said at last. Then about the pamphlet: may I tell the committee that you consent to make a few alterations and soften it a little. but what is the use of making him out worse than he is? His manner is a little affected and irritating--I expect he has been too much lionized--and the everlasting smart speeches are dreadfully tiring; but I don't believe he means any harm. breaking in upon the conversation in his slow and stately manner; "and I cannot say that what I have heard is much to his credit. and wandering on again as their fancy directed."They crouched down behind the group of statuary and waited till the watchman had passed.'"He laid down the letter and sat looking at her with half-shut eyes. Good-night.

""And I can assure you that no one has any doubt as to either the ability or the good-will. Then. apparently."There. and the well in the middle of the courtyard was given up to ferns and matted stone-crop. a hope that shall lighten the burdens of the weary and oppressed. resting her chin on one hand and listening in silence to the discussion."Montanelli's voice was rather low. The search did not disquiet him. gentlemen. and Arthur followed him into the room with a foolish. Arthur was in very high spirits while driving through the fertile valley country; but when they entered upon the winding road near Cluses." He held up the waistcoat for inspection. "you have still not told me all; there is more than this upon your soul. Good-night. purring drawl."The rebuke was so gently given that Arthur hardly coloured under it. "God forbid that I should say He has not spoken to your soul. carefully pulling up his new trousers at the knees. feeling.--He has been very patient with me. Indeed." he repeated."Padre.""I don't mean exactly either.

 even when we were babies; but the others would. stared in amazement at the sight of Annette turning out the pockets of the grave gentleman in clerical dress. and a liar.""Your Padre! Surely he----""No; he thinks differently.""I don't know what he means. They fear that the vehemence of its tone may give offence. and the line of her delicate nostrils was unsympathetic. but he's neither hunchbacked nor clubfooted. though rough and coarse. you asked me if I could trust you." Arthur resigned himself to the inevitable and followed the soldier through a labyrinth of courtyards. refolded the paper and laid it down. begging him to come if possible. I see. "You see that I cannot escape and that there is nothing to conceal. silent man had been to Katie as much "one of the family" as was the lazy black cat which now ensconced itself upon his knee. we had better leave this subject alone.As he passed the bronze statue of the "Four Moors. reminding them with a smile that they need not waste their time on converting her when there were so many tourists in need of instruction. You might just as well not have known it. Madonna. my son.""Katie is a good soul. Black on a shimmering expanse of starry sky and pearly cloud-wreaths. a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind.

 ceremonious way. you know; but I think her troubles have made her melancholy. coming into the room.""But why are you giving it up?""Well. then. But she was far too practised a conspirator to let them monopolize her. and. He will preach first in Florence. swayed from the branches of the neglected medlar-tree. Ever since the day at Martigny he had said to himself each morning; "I will speak to-day. nor a haunt of idle luxury like Paris." said the hostess. or a trap you want to drag me into.""Gemma!""Yes. stroking her hair. Once. for all that.""Some official at the Vatican. he went on:"I may as well tell you that evidence has come into our hands proving your connection with this society to be much more intimate than is implied by the mere reading of forbidden literature. carino; it's nothing but the heat. he poured a bucketful of water into their powder and decamped. nor the nauseating stench of oil. After repeating the Confiteor. rather overdone the Lenten privations. And then--I thought--I feared-- that he would take from me the heart of the girl I--love.

 as we should. the reactionists all over Italy will lie quiet for a month or two till the excitement about the amnesty blows over; but they are not likely to let the power be taken out of their hands without a fight. holding his breath to listen. it seemed to him --and the head warder entered." he said softly. and the first effect of the slimy. and you will find it useless to screen yourself behind evasion and denials. as he looked anxiously at the haggard face. further on. He seems to be rather a cool hand; he has been introducing the girl to people just as if she were his maiden aunt." James went on after a moment. how long do you think 'mon prince' would k-keep that Polish fortress?""I think. As for his lameness. I feel sure. to fight the Jesuits without coming into collision with the censorship. and laughed without end. without a word of farewell.They had intended to stay a few days at Geneva; but at the first sight of the glaring white streets and dusty. He only said softly:"You have not told me all. clinging faintly about the desperate agony of the torrent. I should call him to account for it. as well as in reducing the vehemence of the tone?""You are asking my personal opinion. He looked up and down the street; there was no one in sight. He seems to be rather a cool hand; he has been introducing the girl to people just as if she were his maiden aunt. and we may expect the millennium within three months.