Besides, an astonishing piece of news, that fell on the Cathedral like a thunderbolt, soon caused the young priest to be forgotten, throwing all the gentlemen of the choir, all the smaller folk in the sacristies, and the whole population of the upper cloister into the greatest commotion.
The quarrels between the Archbishop and his Chapter had ended, everything that had been done by the cardinal was approved of in Rome, and His Eminence fairly roared with joy in his palace, with the fiery impetuosity of his usual feelings.
As the canons entered the choir they walked with bent heads, looking ashamed and frightened.
"Well, have you heard ?" they said to one another as they disrobed in the sacristy.
In a great hurry, with flying cloaks they all left the church, every man his own way, without forming groups or circles, each one anxious to free himself from all responsibility, and to appear free from all complicity with the prelate's enemies.
The Tato laughed with joy seeing the sudden dispersion, and the agitation of the gentlemen of the choir.
"Run! run I The old gossip will give you something to think about!" The same preparations were made every year in the middle of August for the festival of the Virgin del Sagrario.

In the Cathedral they spoke of this year's festival with mystery and anxiety, as though they were expecting great events.

His Eminence, who had not been into the church for many months, in order not to meet his Chapter, would preside in the choir on the feast day.

He wished to see his enemies face to face, crushed by his triumph, and to enjoy their looks of confused submission.

And accordingly, as the festival drew near many of the canons trembled, thinking of the harsh and proud look the angry prelate would fix on them.
Gabriel paid very little attention to these anxieties of the clerical world; he led a strange life, sleeping the greater part of the day, preparing himself for the fatiguing night watch, which he now undertook alone.