"All the same I think I go with the Cardinal of St. Cosmas and St.
Damian," said Mundo.
"There would not be any real ground," Sterling continued, "for
suspecting one of disloyalty to the Church, if one were to recognize
the Invincibly Ignorant as the 'other sheep' which His Holiness
mentioned in His first Epistle. One is not going to take part in their
worship, or frequent their services: because one knows better. And one
is not going to accept the principle of a conglomerate Church of the
'common-christianity' type any more than one is going to accept an
Olympos of gods for a Divinity. But one confesses that one can see no
reason why one should not pray for outsiders, offer Mass for outsiders,
recognize them in short, as His Holiness seems to ordain. They don't
know us; and, naturally, they invent a caricature of us, as things are.
Yes, on the whole, perhaps one ought to support Carvale."
"Well: if we're taking sides, I'll follow you," said Semphill.
Their Eminencies rose and surrounded Cardinal Carvale. Talacryn was
left alone at the other end of the seat; and Percy moved a few inches
nearer to the Pope.
"Now Percy?" said Talacryn with invitation. The youngest cardinal shook
his grand head in the negative.
"And will not you yourself join the majority?" Hadrian inquired of the
single minority.
"I shall follow your Holiness," Talacryn answered. The others looked
their interest.
The Pope smiled. "Note please, that We are not uttering infallible
dogma, but the fallible opinion of a private clergyman, weak-kneed
perhaps, or worldly. We know no more than this,--that Christ died for
all men." Rising He began to throw on his white cloak, for it was the
hour before sunset and the air was cooler. "Eminencies," He continued,
"We learn much from you. This discussion was an accident, due to Our
negligence. The case which We intended to submit to you was not the
case of an outsider: but, while you have been talking, We have reached
the solution of Our problem by another road. We request you immediately
to publish the news that to-morrow at ten o'clock the Supreme Pontiff
will sing a requiem in St. Peter's for the repose of the soul of
Umberto the Fearless King of Italy."
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