I should not have said that." There fell a silence between the two, in which no sound was heard but the faint untiring vibration of the screw, and the sudden cough of a man in the next compartment.

Percy leaned his head wearily on his hand, and stared from the window.
The earth was now dark beneath them--an immense emptiness; above, the huge engulfing sky was still faintly luminous, and through the high frosty mist through which they moved stars glimmered now and again, as the car swayed and tacked across the wind.
"It will be cold among the Alps," murmured Percy.

Then he broke off.
"And I have not one shred of evidence," he said; "nothing but the word of a man." "And you are sure ?" "I am sure." "Eminence," said the German suddenly, staring straight into his face, "the likeness is extraordinary." Percy smiled listlessly.

He was tired of bearing that.
"What do you make of it ?" persisted the other.
"I have been asked that before," said Percy.

"I have no views." "It seems to me that God means something," murmured the German heavily, still staring at him.
"Well, Eminence ?" "A kind of antithesis--a reverse of the medal.