ther those
cunning eyes had cunning enough to interpret my dream."

And Clementina answered him simply,--

"I think it very likely that they had so much skill;" and Wogan ran down
the stairs into the street. He forced his way through the crowd to the
point where Whittington's face had shown, but his hesitation, his
question, had consumed time. Whittington had vanished. Nor did he appear
again for some while in Bologna. Wogan searched for him high and low.
Here was another difficulty added to the reluctance of his King, the
pride of his Queen. Whittington had a piece of dangerous knowledge, and
could not be found. Wogan said nothing openly of the man's treachery,
though he kept very safely the paper in which that treachery was
confessed. But he did not cease from his search. He was still engaged
upon it when he received the summons from Cardinal Origo. He hurried to
the palace, wondering what new thing had befallen, and was at once
admitted to the Cardinal. It was no bad thing, at all events, as Wogan
could judge from the Cardinal's smiling face.

"Mr. Wogan," said he, "our Holy Father the Pope wishes to testify his
approbation of your remarkable enterprise on behalf of a princess who is
his god-daughter. He bids me hand you, therefore, your patent of Roman
Senator, and request you to present yourself at the Capitol in Rome on
June 15, when you will be installed with all the ancient ceremonies."

Wogan thanked his Eminence dutifully, but laid the patent on the table.

"You hardly know what you refuse," said his Eminence. "The Holy Father
has no greater honour to bestow, and, believe me, he bestows it
charily."

"Nay, your Eminence," said Wogan, "I do not undervalue so high a
distinction. But I had three friends with me who shared every danger. I
cannot accept an honour which they do not share; for indeed they risked
more than I did. For they hold service under the King of France."

The Cardinal was pleased to compliment Wogan upon his loyalty to his
friends.

"They shall not be the losers," said he. "I think I may promise indeed
that each will have a step in rank, and I do not doubt that when the
Holy Father hears what you have said to me, I shall have three other
patents like to this;" and he locked Wogan's away in a drawer.

"And what of the King in Spain?" asked Wogan.

"I sent a messenger thither on the night of your coming," said the
Cardinal; "but it is a long journey into Spain. We must wait."

To Wog