"It was more than a gesture, Father. His Holiness isn’t chanting Battle Masses for dramatic effect. Besides, most people will think he means ‘against the heathen’ on the other side of the ocean, and ‘justice’ for our side. Or if they know better, they’ll still mean that themselves." He buried his face in his hands and rubbed them up and down. "Sleep. What’s sleep, Father Lehy? Do you remember? I haven’t seen a human face in ten days that didn’t have black circles under its eyes. I could hardly doze last night for somebody screaming over in the guesthouse."