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‘Good Heavens! What a fine mule you’ve got, Holy Father! … Do let me look at her a little… Oh, Your Holiness, what a mule, what a mule!... Even the Emperor of Germany hasn’t her equal.’ And he stroked her gently and spoke soft words to her as to a young girl. ‘Come my jewel, my treasure, my precious pearl…’ and the good Pope, deeply moved, said to himself: ‘What a nice boy!...To be so kind to my mule!’, page 85/86