"Be quiet, Gaetanino."
"His face," continued the Maestro di Camera, "is known to the Swiss Guard, and when they sent up word...."
The Pope sat up and said, "Is it perhaps..."
"It is, your Holiness."
"Where is he now?"
"He has forced his way in as far as the Sala Clementina, and nothing but physical force...."
Sounds of voices raised in dispute could be heard in a distant room. The Pope listened and said:
"Let the man come up immediately."
"Here, your Holiness?"
"Here."