However, the Cardinal absolutely refused him the certificate." "It's the same man," said Prada, "you may depend on it.

He was often at the Villa Boccanera formerly; for his young brother was gardener there.
But he's now the client, the creature of Cardinal Sanguinetti.

Santobono his name is, and he's a curious character, such as you wouldn't find in France, I fancy.

He lives all alone in that falling hovel, and officiates at that old chapel of St.Mary in the Fields, where people don't go to hear mass three times in a year.

Yes, it's a perfect sinecure, which with its stipend of a thousand francs enables him to live there like a peasant philosopher, cultivating the somewhat extensive garden whose big walls you see yonder." The close to which he called attention stretched down the slope behind the parsonage, without an aperture, like some savage place of refuge into which not even the eye could penetrate.