Then as you wish, so let it be;
But let us live in peace and right,
Nor shall the fire e'er see us fight;
So joined by wisdom's glowing flame,
That without anger, hate, or blame,
We form the steam, the fifth element,
Progress and light, life and movement.'"


"Utopia, Utopia!" responded Simoun dryly. "The engine is about to
meet--in the meantime, I'll drink my beer." So, without any word of
excuse, he left the two friends.

"But what's the matter with you today that you're so
quarrelsome?" asked Basilio.

"Nothing. I don't know why, but that man fills me with horror,
fear almost."

"I was nudging you with my elbow. Don't you know that he's called
the Brown Cardinal?"

"The Brown Cardinal?"

"Or Black Eminence, as you wish."

"I don't understand."

"Richelieu had a Capuchin adviser who was called the Gray Eminence;
well, that's what this man is to the General."