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Chapter 17
"I’msorry,YourEminence,Ididn’tmeantosaythat!"
"It’sallright,Dane,CardinaldiContini-Vercheseunderstands.WemetfirstasDaneandRalph,andwekneweachotherfarbetterthatway,didn’twe?Formalityisnewtoourrelationship.I’dpreferitremainDaneandRalphinprivate.HisEminencewon’tmind,willyou,Vittorio?"
"No.IamfondofChristiannames.ButreturningtowhatIwassayingabouthavingfriendsinhighplaces,myson.Itcouldbeatrifleuncomfortableforyouwhenyouenterwhicheverseminaryisdecidedupon,thislongfriendshipwithourRalph.Tohavetokeepgoingintoinvolvedexplanationseverytimetheconnectionbetweenyouisremarkeduponwouldbeverytedious.SometimesOurLordpermitsofalittlewhitelie"—hesmiled,thegoldinhisteethflashing—"andforeveryone’scomfortIwouldpreferthatweresorttoonesuchtinyfib.Foritisdifficulttoexplainsatisfactorilythetenuousconnectionsoffriendship,butveryeasytoexplainthecrimsoncordofblood.SowewillsaytoallandsundrythatCardinaldeBricassartisyouruncle,myDane,andleaveitatthat,"endedCardinalVittoriosuavely.
Danelookedshocked,CardinalRalphresigned.
"Donotbedisappointedinthegreat,myson,"saidCardinalVittoriogently."They,too,havefeetofclay,andresorttocomfortvialittlewhitelies.Itisaveryusefullessonyouhavejustlearned,butlookingatyou,Idoubtyouwilltakeadvantageofit.However,youmustunderstandthatwescarletgentlemenarediplomatstoourfingertips.
