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The
images
she
filmed
appeared
instantly
across
the
square
behind
her
on
media
screens
…
like
endless
drive
-
in
movies
all
playing
the
same
grisly
tragedy
.
The
whole
scene
felt
epic
.
The
camerlegno
,
in
his
torn
cassock
,
with
the
scorched
brand
on
his
chest
,
looked
like
some
sort
of
battered
champion
who
had
overcome
the
rings
of
hell
for
this
one
moment
of
revelation
.
He
bellowed
to
the
heavens
.
"
Ti
sento
,
Dio
!
I
hear
you
,
God
!
"
Chartrand
backed
off
,
a
look
of
awe
on
his
face
.
The
hush
that
fell
across
the
crowd
was
instant
and
absolute
.
For
a
moment
it
was
as
if
the
silence
had
fallen
across
the
entire
planet
…
everyone
in
front
of
their
TVs
rigid
,
a
communal
holding
of
breath
.
The
camerlegno
stood
on
the
stairs
,
before
the
world
,
and
held
out
his
arms
.
He
looked
almost
Christlike
,
bare
and
wounded
before
the
world
.
He
raised
his
arms
to
the
heavens
and
,
looking
up
,
exclaimed
,
"
Grazie
!
Grazie
,
Dio
!
"
The
silence
of
the
masses
never
broke
.
"
Grazie
,
Dio
!
"
the
camerlegno
cried
out
again
.
Like
the
sun
breaking
through
a
stormy
sky
,
a
look
of
joy
spread
across
his
face
.
"
Grazie
,
Dio
!
"
Thank
you
,
God
?
Langdon
stared
in
wonder
.
The
camerlegno
was
radiant
now
,
his
eerie
transformation
complete
.
He
looked
up
at
the
sky
,
still
nodding
furiously
.
He
shouted
to
the
heavens
,
"
Upon
this
rock
I
will
build
my
church
!
"
