the
Chevalier.

"Nor that either," interrupted Billy.

"Treasonable placards found by the police in the very hands of the
accused; insolent conduct to the authorities when arrested; attempted
escape: all these duly certified on oath."

"Devil may care for that; oaths are as plenty with these blaguards as
clasp-knives, and for the same purpose too. Here's what it is, now,"
said he, crossing his arms on the table, and staring steadfastly at the
other: "we came here to study and work, to perfect ourselves in the art
of modellin', with good studies around us; and, more than all, a quiet,
secluded little spot, with nothing to distract our attention, or take us
out of a mind for daily labor. That we made a mistake, is clear enough.
Like everywhere else in this fine country, there's nothing but tyrants
on one side, and assassins on the other; and meek and humble as we
lived, we could n't escape the thievin' blaguards of spies."

"Do you know the handwriting of this address?" said the Chevalier,
showing a sealed letter directed to Sebastiano Greppi, Sculptore,
Carrara.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," was the gruff reply. "Won't you let me
finish what I was savin'?"

"This letter was found in the possession of the young prisoner, and is
of some consequence," continued the other, totally inattentive to the
question.

"I suppose a letter is always of consequence to him it's meant for," was
the half-sulky reply. "Sure you 're not goin' to break the seal--sure
you don't mean to read it!" exclaimed he, almost springing from his seat
as he spoke.

"I don't think I'd ask your permission for anything I think fit to do,
my worthy fellow," said the other, sternly; and then, passing across the
room, he summoned a gendarme, who waited at the door, to enter.

"Take this man back to the Fortezza," said he, calmly; and while Billy
Traynor slowly followed the guard, the other seated himself leisurely
at the table, lighted his candles, and perused the letter. Whether
disappointed by the contents, or puzzled by the meaning, he sat long
pondering with the document before him.

It was late in the night when a messenger came to say that his Highness
desired to see him; and Stubber arose at once, and hastened to the
Duke's chamber.

In a room studiously plain and simple in all its furniture, and on a
low, uncurtained bed, lay the Prince, half dressed, a variety of books
and papers littering the table, and even the floor at his side. Map