"The one that was talking to me to-night--
Bolla."

"Do you know him well?" Arthur put in with
a little touch of jealousy. Bolla was a sore subject
with him; there had been a rivalry between them
about some work which the committee of Young
Italy had finally intrusted to Bolla, declaring
Arthur too young and inexperienced.

"I know him pretty well; and I like him very
much. He has been staying in Leghorn."

"I know; he went there in November------"

"Because of the steamers. Arthur, 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, dear! So it was in your
house the books from Marseilles were hidden?"

"Only for one day. Oh! perhaps I oughtn't to
have told you."

"Why not? You know I belong to the society.
Gemma, dear, there is nothing in all the world that