"A dozen?" the Cardinal laughed. "Aren't you complicating the

question of mixed marriages with that of plural marriage?"

"'T was merely a little Hibernicism, for which I beg your

Eminence's indulgence," laughed she. "But what puts the most

spokes in a proselytiser's wheel is the Faith itself. If we

only deserved the reputation for sharp practice and double

dealing which the Protestants have foisted upon us, it would be

roses, roses, all the way. Why are we forbidden to let the end

justify the means? And where are those accommodements avec le

ciel of which we've heard? We're not even permitted a few poor

accommodements avec le monde."

"Look at my uncle's face," whispered the Duchessa to Peter.

The Cardinal's fine old face was all alight with amusement.

"In his fondness for taking things by their humorous end, he

has met an affinity."

"It will be a grand day for the Church and the nations, when we

have an Irish Pope," Mrs. O'Donovan Florence continued. "A

good, stalwart, militant Irishman is what's needed to set

everything right. With a sweet Irish tongue, he'd win home the

wandering sheep; and with a strong Irish arm, he'd drive the

wolves from the fold. It's he that would soon sweep the

Italians out of Rome."

"The Italians will soon be swept out of Rome by the natural

current of events," said the Cardinal. "But an Irish bishop of

my acquaintance insists that we have already had many Irish

Popes, without knowing it. Of all the greatest Popes he cries,

'Surely, they must have had Irish blood.' He's perfectly

convinced that Pius the Ninth was Irish. His very name, his

family-name, Ferretti, was merely the Irish name, Farrity,

Italianised, the good bishop says. No one but an Irishman, he

insists, could have been so witty."

Mrs. O'Donovan Florence looked intensely thoughtful for a

moment . . . . Then, "I 'm trying to think of the original

Irish form of Udeschini," she declared.

At which there was a general laugh.

"When you say 'soon,' Eminence, do you mean that we may hope to

see the Italians driven from Rome in our time?" enquired Madame

de Lafere.

"They are on the verge of bankruptcy--for their sins," the

Cardinal answered. "When the crash comes--and it can't fail to

come before many years--there will necessarily be a

readjustment. I do not believe that the conscience of

Christendom will again allow Peter to be deprived of his

inheritance."

"God hasten the good day," said Monsignor Langshawe.




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