His bright, black eyes were all smiles, the whole of his handsome face wore a caressing expression, and he entered the ministerial sanctum leisurely and gracefully, with an easy air of conquest.
And now only Monferrand and Monseigneur Martha were left, talking on and on in the deserted building.

Some people had thought that the prelate wished to become a deputy.

But he played a far more useful and lofty part in governing behind the scenes, in acting as the directing mind of the Vatican's policy in France.

Was not France still the Eldest Daughter of the Church, the only great nation which might some day restore omnipotence to the Papacy?
For that reason he had accepted the Republic, preached the duty of "rallying" to it, and inspired the new Catholic group in the Chamber.

And Monferrand, on his side, struck by the progress of the New Spirit, that reaction of mysticism which flattered itself that it would bury science, showed the prelate much amiability, like a strong-handed man who, to ensure his own victory, utilised every force that was offered him.
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