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Monseigneur having eased his four men of their burdens and taken

his chocolate, caused the doors of the Holiest of Holiests to be

thrown open, and issued forth. Then, what submission, what

cringing and fawning, what servility, what abject humiliation! As

to bowing down in body and spirit, nothing in that way was left

for Heaven--which may have been one among other reasons why the

worshippers of Monseigneur never troubled it.

Bestowing a word of promise here and a smile there, a whisper on

one happy slave and a wave of the hand on another, Monseigneur

affably passed through his rooms to the remote region of the

Circumference of Truth. There, Monseigneur turned, and came back

again, and so in due course of time got himself shut up in his

sanctuary by the chocolate sprites, and was seen no more.