But this morning in my house, while we were lamenting our poverty, we suddenly saw our salvation close at hand.

You as the sole guardian of the Cathedral.

The Virgin on the high altar, with the jewels that are locked up in the Treasury all the rest of the year, and I with the keys in my power.

The easiest thing in the world.

Let us clean out the Virgin and take the road to Madrid, where we shall arrive at dawn; the Tato knows a lot of people there among cloak stealers.