Yes, it is high time I should find a little comfort, for my sojourn here is hardly calculated to brace my soul." He went on in this strain, allowing it to be seen that the sights of Rome were finally destroying his faith.

Such days as those which he had spent on the Palatine and along the Appian Way, in the Catacombs and at St.
Peter's, grievously disturbed him, spoilt his dream of Christianity rejuvenated and triumphant.

He emerged from them full of doubt and growing lassitude, having already lost much of his usually rebellious enthusiasm.
Still smiling, Monsignor Nani listened and nodded approvingly.

Yes, no doubt that was the fatal result.

He seemed to have foreseen it, and to be well satisfied thereat.