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| Severo, cardinal prince of Grandinsula,
on the death of his elder brother having come to unite in one person
both worldly and spiritual authority, had little use for pomp or luxury,
or any of the appurtenances of power. Compared to the power
itself, any benefit he might draw from it in personal comfort, or in
gorgeous ceremony, seemed to him almost comically vulgar and
trivial. He had a palace in the cool of the mountains, where
plentiful springs of fresh water flowed unfailingly, but he had never
lived there for more than a few days in the hottest weather. He
lived with his secretariat in rooms above the cloister behind the
cathedral, and held court in the princes' palace occasionally, to decide
civic appeals. When he received a foreign deputation in the
palace, especially a barbaric one from a distant country, he sometimes
put on his cardinal's scarlet, and had the royal crown of Grandinsula -
he had never worn it - carried in front of him, but he lived from day to
day in a simple black soutane, like one of his village priests.
His room was a whitewashed, barrel-vaulted cell, containing a narrow bed, a desk, a shelf of books, a small and roughcut cupboard to receive his clothes, and a prie-dieu, unadorned and with no cushion for the knees. Above the bed, opposite the prie-dieu, where he could contemplate it day and night, was a painting of the Harrowing of Hell. Every cell in the cloister had a painting; Severo had chosen this one for the subject, though the cell also had a window facing the sea, which admitted cool air and a view of the bay, and a door giving on to a balcony above the garden, where it was pleasant to walk. The awe in which his subjects held him was greatly increased by the impression that he lived austerely and plainly; in fact he had provided himself unstintingly with all that he needed.
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