John asked me to draw up a memorial on poverty. It was a fine work, William, may God forgive my pride. . . .” “I have read it. Michael showed it to me.” “There were the hesitant, even among our own men, the Provincial of Aquitaine, the Cardinal of San Vitale, the Bishop of Kaffa. . . .” “An idiot,” William said. “Rest in peace. He was gathered to God two years ago.”
