What can you recall concerning that part of your vision ?" "My vision," Benedetto answered, "grew more and more indistinct in my memory during the time I spent at Santa Scolastica--about three years--partly because my spiritual director there, as well as poor Don Giuseppe Flores, always counselled me not to dwell upon it.

Certain parts remained clear to me, others became indistinct.

The fact that I had seen myself in the Vatican, face to face with the Sovereign Pontiff, remained fixed in my mind; but only the bare fact.

A few moments ago, however, there in the dark gallery from whence I entered this room, I suddenly remembered that in the vision I was guided to the Pontiff by a spirit.

I recalled this when I found myself alone in the night, in the darkness, in a place unknown to me, or practically unknown, for I had been there only once, many years before, when, having no idea what direction to take, I was about to retrace my steps, and an inward voice, very clear, very loud, commanded me to press forward." "And when you knocked at the door," the Pope inquired, "did you know you would find me here?
Did you know you were knocking at the door of the library ?" "No, Your Holiness.