Sayula.”
The Bishop looked up furtively. For some moments he said nothing. But his silence was furtive, cornered.
“Would you dare do that, Don Ramón?” he said.
“Yes! And I shall not be prevented. General Viedma is with me.”
The Bishop glanced sideways at Cipriano.
“Certainly,” said Cipriano.
“Nevertheless it is illegal,” said the Bishop, with acid bitterness.
“What is illegal in Mexico?” said Ramón. “What is weak is illegal. I will not be weak, My Lord.”
“Lucky you!” said the Bishop, lifting his shoulders.
There was a break of silence.
“No!” said Ramón. “I come to ask you for peace. Tell the Archbishop what I say. Let him tell the Cardinals and the Pope, that the time has come for a Catholic Church of the Earth, the Catholic Church of All the Sons of Men. The Saviours are more than one, and let us