“Pardon me, Your Eminence; I ask you only one thing--to help me prevent riots and bloodshed. I am quite willing to admit that the military commissions, such as that of Colonel Freddi, were sometimes unnecessarily severe, and irritated instead of subduing the people; but I think that in this case a court-martial would be a wise measure and in the long run a merciful one. It would prevent a riot, which in itself would be a terrible disaster, and which very likely might cause a return of the military commissions His Holiness has abolished.” The Governor finished his little speech with much solemnity, and waited for the Cardinal's answer. It was a long time coming; and when it came was startlingly unexpected. “Colonel Ferrari, do you believe in God?” “Your Eminence!” the colonel gasped in a voice full of exclamation-stops. “Do you believe in God?” Montanelli repeated, rising and looking down at him with steady, searching eyes. The colonel rose too. “Your Eminence, I am a Christian man, and have never yet been refused absolution.” Montanelli lifted the cross from his breast. “Then swear on the cross of the Redeemer Who died for you, that you have been speaking the truth to me.” The colonel stood still and gazed at it blankly. He could not quite make up his mind which was mad, he or the Cardinal. “You have asked me,” Montanelli went on, “to give my consent to a man's death. Kiss the cross, if you dare, and tell me that you believe there is no other way to prevent greater bloodshed. And remember that if you tell me a lie you are imperilling your immortal soul.” After a little pause, the Governor bent down and put the cross to his lips. “I believe it,” he said. Montanelli turned slowly away. “I will give you a definite answer to-morrow. But first I must see Rivarez and speak to him alone.” “Your Eminence--if I might suggest--I am sure you will regret it. For that matter, he sent me a message yesterday, by the guard, asking to see Your Eminence; but I took no notice of it, because----” “Took no notice!” Montanelli repeated. “A man in such circumstances sent you a message, and you took no notice of it?” “I am sorry if Your Eminence is displeased. I did not wish to trouble you over a mere impertinence like that; I know Rivarez well enough by now to feel sure that he only wanted to insult you. And, indeed, if you will allow me to say so, it would be most imprudent to go near him alone; he is really dangerous--so much so, in fact, that I have thought it necessary to use some physical restraint of a mild kind------” “And you really think there is much danger to be apprehended from one sick and unarmed man, who is under physical restraint of a mild kind?” Montanelli spoke quite gently, but the colonel felt the sting of his quiet contempt, and flushed under it resentfully. “Your Eminence will do as you think best,” he said in his stiffest manner. “I only wished to spare you the pain of hearing this man's awful blasphemies.”