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       _ PART SEVEN. THE POPE
       CHAPTER VIII
       The Baron pushed out an easy-chair for Roma and twisted his own to face it.
       "How are you, my child?"
       "One lives," said Roma, with a sigh.
       "What is the matter, my dear? You are ill and unhappy."
       She eluded the question and said, "You sent for me--what do you wish to say?"
       He told her the printer of certain seditious proclamations had been arrested, and in the judicial inquiry preparatory to his trial he had mentioned the name of the person who had employed and paid him.
       "You cannot but be aware, my dear, that you have rendered yourself liable to prosecution, and that nothing--nothing whatever--could have saved you from public exposure but the good offices of a powerful friend."
       Roma drew her lips tightly together and made no answer.
       "But what a situation for a Minister! To find himself ruled by his feelings for a friend, and thus weakened in the eyes of his servants, who ought to have no possible hold on him."
       Roma's gloomy face began to be compressed with scorn.
       "You have perhaps not realised the full measure of the indignity that might have befallen you. For instance--a cruel necessity--the police would have been making a domiciliary visitation in your apartment at this moment."
       Roma made a faint, involuntary cry, and half rose from her seat.
       "Your letters and most secret papers would by this time be exposed to the eyes of the police.... No, no, my child; calm yourself, be seated; thanks to my intervention, this will not occur."
       Roma looked at him, and found him more repulsive to her at that moment than he had ever been before. Even his daintiness repelled her--the modified perfume about his clothes, his waxed moustache, his rounded finger-nails, and all the other refinements of the man who loves himself and sets out to please the senses of women.
       "You will allow, my dear, that I have had sufficient to humiliate me without this further experience. A ward who persistently disregards the laws of propriety and exposes herself to criticism in the most ordinary acts of life was surely a sufficient trial. But that was not enough. Almost as soon as you have passed out of my legal control you join with those who are talking and conspiring against me."
       Roma continued to sit with a gloomy and defiant face.
       "How am I to defend myself against the humiliations you put upon me in your own mind? You give me no chance to defend myself. I cannot know what others have told you. I know no more than you repeat to me, and that is nothing at all."
       Roma was biting her compressed lips and breathing audibly.
       "How am I to defend myself against the humiliations I suffer in the minds of the public? There is only one way, and that is to allow it to be believed that, in spite of all appearances, you are still playing a part, that you are going to all lengths to punish the enemy who traduced you and publicly degraded you."
       Roma tried to laugh, but the laugh was broken in her throat by a rising sob.
       "I have only to whisper that, dear friend, and society, at all events, will credit it. Already it knows the very minute details of your life, and it will believe that when you threw away every shred of propriety and went to live in that man's apartment, it was only in order to play the old part--shall I say the Scriptural part?--of possessing yourself of _the inmost secrets of his soul_."
       The clear, sharp whisper in which the Baron spoke his last words cut Roma like a knife. She threw up her head with scorn.
       "Let it believe what it likes," she said. "If society cares to think that I have allowed my life to be turned upside down for the sake of hatred, let it do so."
       The Baron's secretary interrupted by opening the door.
       "Nazzareno, Excellency," said the secretary.
       "Ah! Let him come in," said the Baron. "You remember Nazzareno, Roma? My steward at Albano?"
       An elderly man with a bronzed face and shaggy eyebrows, bringing an odour of the fields and the farmyard, was ushered into the room.
       "Come in, Nazzareno! You've not forgotten Donna Roma? You planted a rosebush on her first Roman birthday, you remember. It's a great tree by this time, perhaps."
       "It is, Excellency," said the steward, bowing and smiling, "and nearly as full of bloom as the Signorina herself."
       "Well, what news from Albano?"
       The steward told a long story of operations on the estates--planting birch in the top fields, and eucalyptus in the low meadow, fencing, draining, and sowing.
       "And ... and the Baroness?" said the Baron, turning over some papers.
       "Ah! her Excellency is worse," said the old man. "The nurse and the doctor thought you had better be told exactly, and that is the object of my errand."
       "Yes?" The papers rustled in the Baron's fingers as he shuffled and sorted them.
       The steward told another long story. Her Excellency was weaker, or she would be quite ungovernable. And so changed! When he was called in yesterday she was so much altered that he would not have known her. It was a question of days, and all the servants were saying prayers to Mary Magdalene.
       "Have some dinner downstairs before you return, Nazzareno," said the Baron. "And when you see the doctor this evening, say I'll come out some time this week if I can. Good-morning!"
       The repulsion the Baron had inspired in Roma deepened to loathing when he began to speak affectionately the moment the door had closed on the steward.
       "Look at this, dearest. It's from his Majesty."
       She did not look at the letter he put before her, so he told her what it contained. It offered him the Collar of the Annunziata, the highest order in Italy, making him a cousin to the King.
       She could not contain herself any longer. "I want to tell you something," she said, "so that you may know once for all that it is useless to waste further thought on me."
       He looked at her with an indulgent smile.
       "I am married to Mr. Rossi," she said.
       "But that is impossible. There was no time."
       "We were married religiously, in the parish church, on the morning he left Rome."
       The indulgent smile gave way to a sarcastic one.
       "Then why did he leave you behind? If he thought _that_ was a good marriage, why didn't he take you with him? But perhaps he had his own reason, and the denunciation of the poor man in prison was not so far amiss."
       "That was an official lie, a cowardly lie," said Roma, and her eyes burned with anger.
       "Was it? Perhaps it was. But I have just heard something else about Mr. Rossi that is undoubtedly true. I have heard from the Prefect of Paris that he is organising a conspiracy for the assassination of the King."
       A look of fear which she could not restrain crossed Roma's face.
       "More than that, and stranger than that, I have just heard also that the Pope has some knowledge of the plot."
       Roma felt terror seizing her, and she said in a constrained voice, "Why? What has the Pope told you?"
       "Only that an insurrection is impending. It seems that his informant is a woman.... Who can she be, I wonder?"
       The Baron was fixing his eyes on her and she tried to elude his gaze.
       "Whoever she is she must know more," he said in a severe voice, "and whatever it is she must reveal it."
       Roma got up, looking very pale, and feeling very feeble. When she reached the door the Baron was smiling and holding out his hand.
       "Will you not shake hands with me?" he said.
       "What is the use?" she answered. "When people shake hands it means that they wish each other well. You do not wish me well. You are trying to force me to betray my husband.... _But I'll die first_," she said, and then turned and fled.
       When Roma was gone the Baron wrote a letter to the Pope:
       "YOUR HOLINESS,--Providential accident, as your chamberlain would tell you, has enabled his Majesty's Government to judge for itself of that source of your Holiness's information which your Holiness very properly refused to reveal. At the same time official channels have disclosed to his Majesty's Government the nature of the conspiracy of which your Holiness so patriotically forewarned them. This conspiracy appears to be no less serious than an attempt to assassinate the King, but as detailed knowledge of so vile a plot is necessary in order to save the life of our august sovereign, his Majesty's Government asks you to grant the Prime Minister the honour of an audience with your Holiness in the cause of order and public security. Hoping to hear of your Holiness's convenience, and trusting that your Holiness will not disappoint the hopes of those who are dreaming even yet of a reconciliation of Church and State, I am, with all reverence, your Holiness's faithful son and servant,
       BONELLI."
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Preface To This Edition
Prologue
   Prologue - Chapter 1
   Prologue - Chapter 2
Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 1
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 2
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 3
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 4
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 5
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 6
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 7
   Part 1. The Holy Roman Empire - Chapter 8
Part 2. The Republic Of Man
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 1
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 2
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 3
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 4
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 5
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 6
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 7
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 8
   Part 2. The Republic Of Man - Chapter 9
Part 3. Roma
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 1
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 2
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 3
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 4
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 5
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 6
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 7
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 8
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 9
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 10
   Part 3. Roma - Chapter 11
Part 4. David Rossi
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 1
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 2
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 3
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 4
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 5
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 6
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 7
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 8
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 9
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 10
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 11
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 12
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 13
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 14
   Part 4. David Rossi - Chapter 15
Part 5. The Prime Minister
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 1
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 2
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 3
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 4
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 5
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 6
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 7
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 8
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 9
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 10
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 11
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 12
   Part 5. The Prime Minister - Chapter 13
Part 6. The Roman Of Rome
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 1
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 2
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 3
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 4
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 5
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 6
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 7
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 8
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 9
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 10
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 11
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 12
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 13
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 14
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 15
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 16
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 17
   Part 6. The Roman Of Rome - Chapter 18
Part 7. The Pope
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 1
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 2
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 3
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 4
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 5
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 6
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 7
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 8
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 9
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 10
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 11
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 12
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 13
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 14
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 15
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 16
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 17
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 18
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 19
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 20
   Part 7. The Pope - Chapter 21
Part 8. The King
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 1
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 2
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 3
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 4
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 5
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 6
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 7
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 8
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 9
   Part 8. The King - Chapter 10
Part 9. The People
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 1
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 2
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 3
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 4
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 5
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 6
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 7
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 8
   Part 9. The People - Chapter 9