As for Felsenburgh, there was little news.  It was said that he was in the East; but further details were secret.  Percy understood quite well why he had not been present at the worship as had been expected.  First, it would have been difficult to decide between the two countries that had established it; and, secondly, he was too brilliant a politician to risk the possible association of failure with his own person; thirdly, there was something the matter with the East.

This last point was difficult to understand; it had not yet become explicit, but it seemed as if the movement of last year had not yet run its course.  It was undoubtedly difficult to explain the new President’s constant absences from his adopted continent, unless there was something that demanded his presence elsewhere; but the extreme discretion of the East and the stringent precautions taken by the Empire made it impossible to know any details.  It was apparently connected with religion; there were rumours, portents, prophets, ecstatics there.

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Upon Percy himself had fallen a subtle change which he himself was recognising.  He no longer soared to confidence or sank to despair.  He said his mass, read his enormous correspondence, meditated strictly; and, though he felt nothing he knew everything.  There was not a tinge of doubt upon his faith, but neither was there emotion in it.  He was as one who laboured in the depths of the earth, crushed even in imagination, yet conscious that somewhere birds sang, and the sun shone, and water ran.  He understood his own state well enough, and perceived that he had come to a reality of faith that was new to him, for it was sheer faith—­sheer apprehension of the Spiritual—­without either the dangers or the joys of imaginative vision.  He expressed it to himself by saying that there were three processes through which God led the soul:  the first was that of external faith, which assents to all things presented by the accustomed authority, practises religion, and is neither interested nor doubtful; the second follows the quickening of the emotional and perceptive powers of the soul, and is set about with consolations, desires, mystical visions and perils; it is in this plane that resolutions are taken and vocations found and shipwrecks experienced; and the third, mysterious and inexpressible, consists in the re-enactment in the purely spiritual sphere of all that has preceded (as a play follows a rehearsal), in which God is grasped but not experienced, grace is absorbed unconsciously and even distastefully, and little by little the inner spirit is conformed in the depths of its being, far within the spheres of emotion and intellectual perception, to the image and mind of Christ.

So he lay back now, thinking, a long, stately, scarlet figure, in his deep chair, staring out over Holy Rome seen through the misty September haze.  How long, he wondered, would there be peace?  To his eyes even already the air was black with doom.