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Archbishop
de
Bricassart
ran
down
the
beautiful
high
corridor
,
heedless
of
the
surprised
faces
turning
to
watch
him
;
he
burst
into
the
Cardinal
's
room
and
stopped
short
.
His
Eminence
was
entertaining
Monsieur
Papée
,
the
Polish
government-in-exile
's
ambassador
to
the
Holy
See
.
"
Why
,
Ralph
!
What
is
it
?
"
"
It
's
happened
,
Vittorio
.
Mussolini
has
been
overthrown
.
"
"
Dear
Jesus
!
The
Holy
Father
,
does
he
know
?
"
"
I
telephoned
Castel
Gandolfo
myself
,
though
the
radio
should
have
it
any
minute
.
A
friend
at
German
headquarters
phoned
me
.
"
"
I
do
hope
the
Holy
Father
has
his
bags
packed
,
"
said
Monsieur
Papée
with
a
faint
,
a
very
faint
relish
.
"
If
we
disguised
him
as
a
Franciscan
mendicant
he
might
get
out
,
not
otherwise
,
"
Archbishop
Ralph
snapped
.
"
Kesselring
has
the
city
sealed
tighter
than
a
drum
.
"
"
He
would
n't
go
anyway
,
"
said
Cardinal
Vittorio
.
Monsieur
Papée
got
up
.
"
I
must
leave
you
,
Your
Eminence
.
I
am
the
representative
of
a
government
which
is
Germany
's
enemy
.
If
His
Holiness
is
not
safe
,
nor
am
I
.
There
are
papers
in
my
rooms
I
must
attend
to
.
"
