"Have you seen the Pontiff?"
"We reported the matter to His Holiness."
"And?"
"His Holiness raised his eyes to heaven and said: 'Even God's Vicar has no jurisdiction in Hell!'"
"Was that all he said?"
"That was all!"
There was a silence during which Basil seemed to commune with himself.
"It is indeed a matter of grave concern," he said at last. "Treason stalks everywhere. I will send for my Spanish Captain, Don Garcia. He may be of assistance to you."
And Basil turned and walked down the corridor.
After a time Tristan walked out upon the terrace looking toward the Cœlian Hill.