Chapter 135

           

           DawncamelatetoRome.

           AnearlyrainstormhadwashedthecrowdsfromSt.Peter’sSquare.Themediastayedon,huddlingunderumbrellasandinvans,commentatingontheevening’sevents.Acrosstheworld,churchesoverflowed.Itwasatimeofreflectionanddiscussion…inallreligions.Questionsabounded,andyettheanswersseemedonlytobringdeeperquestions.Thusfar,theVaticanhadremainedsilent,issuingnostatementwhatsoever.

           DeepintheVaticanGrottoes,CardinalMortatikneltalonebeforetheopensarcophagus.Hereachedinandclosedtheoldman’sblackenedmouth.HisHolinesslookedpeacefulnow.Inquietreposeforeternity.

           AtMortati’sfeetwasagoldenurn,heavywithashes.Mortatihadgatheredtheasheshimselfandbroughtthemhere."Achanceforforgiveness,"hesaidtoHisHoliness,layingtheurninsidethesarcophagusatthePope’sside."NoloveisgreaterthanthatofafatherforHisson."Mortatituckedtheurnoutofsightbeneaththepapalrobes.HeknewthissacredgrottowasreservedexclusivelyfortherelicsofPopes,butsomehowMortatisensedthiswasappropriate.

           "Signore?"someonesaid,enteringthegrottoes.ItwasLieutenantChartrand.HewasaccompaniedbythreeSwissGuards."Theyarereadyforyouinconclave."

           Mortatinodded."Inamoment."Hegazedonelasttimeintothesarcophagusbeforehim,andthenstoodup.Heturnedtotheguards."ItistimeforHisHolinesstohavethepeacehehasearned."

           TheguardscameforwardandwithenormouseffortslidthelidofthePope’ssarcophagusbackintoplace.Itthunderedshutwithfinality

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