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and all the rest is only falsehood and fraud! Ho years is it since

you and I were in the cloister, and you served the poor Franciscan monk

as a lay brother! You then called me brother Cleer call me brother, but holy father! How

can your brother of yesterday be your father of to-day? We are here

alone, Lorenzo; nobody sees or hears us We would for once cease to be

holy father, and for a quarter of an hour becoain brother Clement"

"Ahem! it was not so bad there," simpered Lorenzo "It was yet very

pleasant in our dear cloister, and I often think, brother, that you were

far happier then than nohen every one falls upon his knees to kiss

your slipper It reat

and sublio to our ducks and hens," said the pope "The people

have bear of ood anis, they

cackle and grunt, and gabble at oose-herd and by no means the sainted father of Christendom! Come, come

to my dear brutes, who are so frank and sincere that they cackle and

gabble directly in rown

They are not so hu, as these

men who prostrate themselves before me with humble and hypocritical

devotion, but who secretly curse e in the papacy! Coeese!"