Proceeding, he stumbled against something which proved to be a large armchair.

Now terror had given place to a fixed purpose.

The imperious, inward voice, which had already commanded him to enter, said to him, "Go forward!" The voice was so clear, so loud, that a sudden flash illumined his memory.
He smote his forehead.

In the Vision he had seen himself in conversation with the Pope.

This he had never been able to forget.