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When he reached the public road, his presence made a very

different impression; at his approach every one gave way,

regarding him with looks of suspicion and wonder; each individual

whom he met, cast at him a troubled look, bowed, and slackened

his pace, in order to remain behind. He arrived at the village in

the midst of the throng; his name quickly spread from mouth to

mouth, and a passage was instantly made for him to pass. He

enquired of one near him where the cardinal was. "In the house of

the curate," replied the person, respectfully pointing to it. He

went to it, entered a small court where there were several

priests, who looked at him with astonishment and suspicion. He

saw, opposite to him, a door open, which led to a small hall, in

which were also a great collection of priests. He left his

carabine in a corner of the court, and entered the hall. He was

received here, likewise, with doubting looks, and whispers; and

his name was repeated with infinite awe.