— 2 — THE CONFESSION“‘In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti,’ I give you greeting,” said the Cardinal in a low grave voice; he crossed to the ivory chair and seated himself.
Theirry lifted his head and looked eagerly at the man who he hoped would be his saviour. The Cardinal was young, of the middle height, of a full but elegant person and conveying an impression of slightness and delicacy, though he was in reality neither small nor fragile. His face was pale, by this light only dimly to be seen; he wore a robe of vivid pink and violet silk that spread about the step on which his chair was placed; his hands were very beautiful, and ornamented with a variety of costly rings; on his head was a black skullcap, and outside it his hair showed, thick, curling and of a chestnut-red colo
