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The man in the white robe was the sixth person Paula had seen here today.Two weeks ago, just one floor below here, Paula waited in the little passage, very nervous, unaware that her friend was dying a slow, painful death.After two weeks, she was no longer anxious about behaving properly, nor about avenging her friend.So much had happened in these ten days that even the least important thing had penetrated into the depths of Paula's soul. Paula stands in front of the door decorated with a red ribbon with a seal wax seal protecting and sealing off the place where the late Pope John Paul II was, allowing some space between the new and old Pope .The Pope pointed to the door and said:

"I asked them to keep it here for a while, it reminds me that this position is only temporary." His voice was weary, and Paula kissed his ring. "Hello, Your Excellency." "Officer Decandy, welcome. I have invited you to personally thank you for your bravery and everything you have done." "Thank you, Your Excellency. I just did what I was supposed to do." "No, officer, you've done a lot more than you're supposed to. Take a seat," he said, pointing to what appeared to be a throne chair in the corner of the office.There hung a wonderful painting by Tintoretto.

"In fact, I hope to see Father Anthony Fowler here, Your Excellency." Paula said, without hiding the anxiety in her tone. "I haven't seen him for ten days." The Pope took Paula's hand and smiled, which comforted Paula. "Father Fowler is resting in a safe place, and I had the opportunity to visit him last night, and he asked me to say hello to you in his place, and said the following: 'It is time for the two of us, you and me, to forget about those It is time for sorrow to pass.'” Although this sentence is simple, it is enough to make Paula's heart surge, and the tears can't stop falling down.Paula stayed with the Pope for another half hour, but their conversation here was limited to the two of them.

Farewell to the Pope, Paula came to St. Peter's Square for a walk.It was past noon now, and the sun was as bright as a big ball.She took out Pontillo's pack of cigarettes and lit the last one.Paula raised her face to the sky and exhaled a puff of smoke from her lips. "We got him, Pontillo. You're right. Now go on, go to that place where there is said to be some broken light, and give me peace. Oh yes, don't forget to ask my father for me Good job!"

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