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Dr. Gold sighed raggedly, his lips trembling.

“Wait a second, John, now I’ll catch my breath and continue. I'm sorry, it's hard to remember.

“Of course I understand,” the vicar nodded hastily.

Ten minutes passed before Gold spoke again:

- At first I was going to call on Roberto Bantini to inform him of what had happened and change clothes. But when Algardi told the details of the case, I decided not to waste time and immediately went to the inquisitorial tribunal.

However, the gatherings refused to let me in: by the evening, if there were no urgent interrogations, the priests and secretaries dispersed. I tried to convince them, explained that I was the Bishop of Trevi and I needed to see a prisoner on urgent business, but they only laughed, because I was in secular clothes.

Desperate, I was about to go to Bantini's to change into a cassock and return again, but at that moment the heavy sashes of the window above our heads parted and a voice was heard from above:

- Let him go.

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