"But the thirty thousand lire, Brother Granaglia. It is a tremendous bribe."
"The Council does not accept bribes, Brother Calabressa," said the other, coldly,
"It is decided, then, that the decree remains to be executed?"
"I know nothing to the contrary. But if you wish to know for certain, you must seek the Council. They are at Naples."
He pulled an ink-bottle before him, and made a motion with his forefinger.
"You understand?"
"Yes, yes," Calabressa answered. "And I will go on to Naples, Brother Granaglia; for I have with me one who I think will carry out the wishes of the Council effectively, so far as his Eminence the Cardinal is concerned."
"Who is he?" said the other, but with no great interest.
"Yakov Kirski. He is a Russian."