I return to Italy a Cardinal of Holy Church." Hugh rose to his feet and bowed.

An immense scorn blazed in his eyes.
"My Lord High Cardinal, I congratulate you! That a cardinal's hat should tempt you from your cathedral, from this noble English city, from your people who love you, from the land of your birth, may perhaps be understood.

But that, for the sake of Church preferment, however high, you should willingly depart, leaving Mora in sorrow, Mora in difficulty, Mora needing your help----" The Knight paused, amazed.

The Bishop, who seldom laughed aloud, was laughing.

Yet no! The Bishop, who never wept, seemed near to weeping.
The scales fell from Hugh's eyes, even before the Bishop spoke.