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"
What
may
we
do
for
Your
Excellency
?
"
asked
the
Cardinal
sweetly
.
"
I
presume
you
will
have
heard
of
the
fate
of
Il
Duce
by
now
?
"
"
Yes
,
Your
Excellency
,
we
have
.
"
"
Then
you
will
know
in
part
why
I
came
.
To
assure
you
that
all
is
well
,
and
to
ask
you
if
perhaps
you
would
convey
the
message
to
those
summering
at
Castel
Gandolfo
?
I
'm
so
busy
at
the
moment
it
's
impossible
for
me
to
visit
Castel
Gandolfo
myself
.
"
"
The
message
will
be
conveyed
.
You
are
so
busy
?
"
"
Naturally
.
You
must
surely
realize
this
is
now
an
enemy
country
for
us
Germans
?
"
"
This
,
Herr
General
?
This
is
not
Italian
soil
,
and
no
man
is
an
enemy
here
except
those
who
are
evil
.
"
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
Your
Eminence
.
Naturally
I
was
referring
to
Italy
,
not
to
the
Vatican
.
But
in
the
matter
of
Italy
I
must
act
as
my
Führer
commands
.
Italy
will
be
occupied
,
and
my
troops
,
present
until
now
as
allies
,
will
become
policemen
.
"
Archbishop
Ralph
,
sitting
comfortably
and
looking
as
if
he
had
never
had
an
ideological
struggle
in
his
life
,
watched
the
visitor
closely
.
Did
he
know
what
his
Führer
was
doing
in
Poland
?
How
could
he
not
know
?
Cardinal
Vittorio
arranged
his
face
into
an
anxious
look
.
"
Dear
General
,
not
Rome
herself
,
surely
?
Ah
,
no
!
Rome
,
with
her
history
,
her
priceless
artifacts
?
If
you
bring
troops
within
her
seven
hills
there
will
be
strife
,
destruction
.
I
beg
of
you
,
not
that
!
"
