across, and down, in the form of a
rectangle missing one end. At them
sat a company of 60 or 70. In the
middle, at the top, presided the
bishop who had conducted last
night’s ceremony, spare and
dignified, whose diocese in Asia
Minor had been annihilated in the
war. By his side was Evlogios,
handsomest monk on the
Mountain, with his flowing iron
beard and broadly chiselled
aquiline features. The news had
reached us at Vatopedi that he had
just been appointed to the
archbishopric of Tirana, and would
thereby become Primate of
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