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.John.A second figure, clad in ermine and vermilion, has appeared on the balcony."The cardinal archdeacon," Bishop FitzPatrick whispers.People have started to faint.Luigi stands beside me, listening to the proceedings on a tiny radio.Kenneth says, "It's all been fixed." Rabbi Mueller hisses at him to be still.Miss Harshaw begins to sob.Beverly softly recites the Pledge of Allegiance, crossing herself throughout.This is a wonderful moment for me.I think it is the most truly contemporary moment I have ever experienced.The amplified voice of the cardinal archdeacon cries, "I announce to you great joy.We have a pope."Cheering commences, and grows in intensity as the cardinal archdeacon tells the world that the newly chosen pontiff is indeed that cardinal, that noble and distinguished person, that melancholy and austere individual, whose elevation to the Holy See we have all awaited so intensely for so long."He has imposed upon himself," says the cardinal archdeacon, "the name of-"Lost in the cheering.I turn to Luigi."Who? What name?""Sisto Settimo," Luigi tells me.Yes, and there he is, Pope Sixtus the Seventh, as we now must call him.A tiny figure clad in the silver and gold papal robes, armsoutstretched to the multitude, and, yes! the sunlight glints on his cheeks, his lofty forehead, there is the brightness of polished steel Luigi is already on his knees.I kneel beside him.Miss Harshaw, Beverly, Kenneth, even the rabbi all kneel, for beyond doubt this is a miraculous event.The pope comes forward on his balcony Now he will deliver the traditional apostolic benediction to the city and to the world."Our help is in the Name of the Lord," he declares gravely.He activates the levitator jets beneath his arms; even at this distance I can see the two small puffs of smoke.White smoke, again.He begins to rise into the air."Who hath made heaven and earth," he says."May Almighty God, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, bless you." His voice rolls majestically toward us.His shadow extends across the whole piazza.Higher and higher he goes, until he is lost to sight.Kenneth taps Luigi."Another round of drinks," he says, and presses a bill of high denomination into the innkeeper's fleshy palm.Bishop FitzPatrick weeps.Rabbi Mueller embraces Miss Harshaw.The new pontiff, I think, has begun his reign in an auspicious way
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