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"No, it is not a crime," said the stately Churchman as he reached the door at last, and paused for a moment on the threshold, a broad smile wrinkling up his fat cheeks and making comfortable creases round his small eyes "But it is an inconvenience!" "Cardinal Bonpre does not say so," observed Patoux. "Cardinal Bonpre is one of two things a saint or a fool! Remember that, mon Patoux! Bon soir!

"Then in this case the Church must excommunicate the dead!" said the Cardinal quietly. Moretti's face turned livid. "Dead?" he exclaimed, "I do not believe it!" Silently Bonpre handed him the telegram received that morning. Moretti read it, his eyes sparkling with rage. "How do I know this is not a trick?" he said, "The accursed atheist of a son may have telegraphed a lie!"

Meanwhile, unconscious of the miracle his prayer had wrought, Cardinal Bonpre and his young charge Manuel, arrived in Paris, and drove from the station direct to a house situated near the Bois du Boulogne, where the Cardinal's niece, Angela Sovrani, only daughter of Prince Sovrani, and herself famous throughout Europe as a painter of the highest promise, had a suite of rooms and studio, reserved for her occasional visits to the French capital.

Felix Bonpre raised one hand with a slight gesture enjoining silence, and seemed wrapped for a moment in painful meditation. Angela looking anxiously up at him caught, not his glance, but that of Manuel, who smiled at her encouragingly. Presently the Cardinal spoke, gently and with a kind of austere patience.

Take care that your cunning does not overrule yourself! Did I ever deny the worth and the goodness of Cardinal Bonpre?

Felix Bonpre sighed. "Still, I maintain that the term is a wrong one," he answered, "and used in the wrong place. The Church has nothing, or should have nothing to do with differing titles or places.

Cardinal Bonpre raised his clear blue eyes and fixed them full on the Abbe. "This is a very serious matter," he said gently, "Surely it is best to treat it seriously?"

I shall be very happy " here he extended his hand cordially, "to show you anything that may be of interest to you in Rome, and to present you to any of our brethren that may assist you in your researches. I can give you a letter to Rampolla " Aubrey declined the offered introduction with a decided negative shake of his head. "No," he said, "I know Cardinal Bonpre; that is enough!"

I never quite liked or trusted the Abbe; but if all this be true, he has risen a hundred per cent, in my opinion! As for Cardinal Bonpre, one of the noblest and purest of men, you surely cannot be in earnest when you speak of his having committed a grave error!" "You know the Cardinal?" asked Gherardi evading the question.

"But there is a great difference between Rampolla and Bonpre," said Gherardi, with twinkling eyes, "Bonpre is scarcely ever in Rome. He lives a life apart and has for a long while been considered as a kind of saint from the privacy and austerity of his life. But he has heralded his arrival in the Eternal City triumphantly by the performance of a miracle!