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We were somewhat disappointed; but then Niagara disappoints one; and as for Mont Blanc.... It is worth while for every one who goes to Rome to visit the Church of St. Peter's; but it is scarcely worth while for me to describe it, or for every one to go up into the bronze globe on the top of the cupola.
And shall I tell you why you arrived too late?" His eyes were laughing again. "It was because I had arranged with the vicar of St. Peter's to be here at nine o'clock this morning, well knowing that you and your little army of spies would discover the hour of the wedding, and would take care to be here before.
Peter stopped chewing and sat up. "Come right along, Reddy. Come right along if you want to, but I would advise you to save your skin and your coat," said he. Reddy's only reply was a snarl as he pushed his way under the brambles. He yelped as they tore his coat and scratched his face, but he kept on. Now Peter's paths were very cunningly made.
To prove this or because she was restless she begged to be taken out in a cab to see the town, especially the cathedral, which Brian had told her was the largest in Europe except St. Peter's in Rome, St. Sophia in Constantinople, and something in Cologne which she didn't want to remember! Julian O'Farrell and his sister must go with us, of course.
Pope Pius VII., then sixty-two years old, had left Rome November 2, after praying for a long time at the altar of Saint Peter's, The populace had followed his carriage for a long distance, weeping with terror at his undertaking a journey to revolutionary France. At Florence he had been received by the Queen of Etruria, then a widow and her son's Regent.
And Peter is such a cool customer, and he's a year older than Felix. But then Felix has had some practice. He has fought boys in Toronto. And this is Peter's first fight." "Did you ever fight?" asked the Story Girl. "Once," I said briefly, dreading the next question, which promptly came. "Who beat?"
Also the great Urquhart would, when he remembered, take a little notice of Peter enough to inflate the young gentleman's spirit like a blown-out balloon and send him soaring skywards, to float gently down again at his leisure. Towards the end of the term, Peter's half-brother Hilary came to visit him.
It recalled to my mind the grandeur of ancient Rome, and mighty as her edifices must have been, I doubt if there were many views more overpowering than this. The façade of St. Peter's seemed close to us, but it was a third of a mile distant, and the people ascending the steps dwindled to pigmies.
Then the white-topped rush took him.... One must stand; one must have weight to stand. The beam sunk to the center now-the water to his heart; the man behind urging.... One soldier ahead crawled forth where three had been. Boylan's fears were equalized now by the sudden dread of the man behind. If he slipped he would catch at Peter's body. "Go slow that's the trick!" he called.
Peter turned to her guest with confidential coyness. "A diplomat like you will know how to treat this as if it hadn't happened. Peter's little weakness; it runs in the family." "Good Lord! Do you mean to say he's a kleptomaniac, like Cousin Snatcher?" "Oh, not exactly," said Mrs. Peter, anxious to whitewash her husband a little greyer than she was painting him.
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