"No, no, say nothing, for mercy's sake say nothing!" And silence reigned while he continued weeping, shaken by the struggle he was waging, his efforts to regain sufficient strength to overcome himself.

At last he mastered his quiver and slowly uncovered his face, which had again become calm, like that of a believer strong in his faith, and submissive to the will of God.

In refusing a miracle, in dealing so hard a blow to that house, God had doubtless had His reasons, and he, the Cardinal, one of God's ministers, one of the high dignitaries of His terrestrial court, was in duty bound to bow to it.

The silence lasted for another moment, and then, in a voice which he managed to render natural and cordial, Boccanera said: "You are leaving us, you are going back to France to-morrow, are you not, my dear son ?" "Yes, I shall have the honour to take leave of your Eminence to-morrow, again thanking your Eminence for your inexhaustible kindness." "And you have learnt that the Congregation of the Index has condemned your book, as was inevitable ?" "Yes, I obtained the signal favour of being received by his Holiness, and in his presence made my submission and reprobated my book." The Cardinal's moist eyes again began to sparkle.

"Ah! you did that, ah! you did well, my dear son," he said.