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fra gaetano
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fra gaetano
Gaetano had lived one month with Donna Elisa
and been as happy as a child could be. Just to
travel with Donna Elisa had been like riding behind
gazelles and birds of Paradise, but to live with her
was to be borne on a litter of gold, shaded by
parasols.
So the famous Franciscan, Father Gondo, came to
Diamante, and Donna Elisa and Gaetano went up to
the market-place to hear him. For Father Gondo
never preached in the church, but always gathered
the people around him at the market-place, or city
gate.
The whole square was thronged with people, but
Gaetano, who sat on the railing of the court-house
steps, saw Father Gondo plainly standing on the curb
of the well. He wondered mostly If it could be
true, that the monk wore a hair shirt under his
gown, and that the rope, which he had round his
waist, was full of knots and iron points to serve him
as scourge.
What Father Gondo said Gaetano did not
understand, but shiver after shiver passed through him at
the thought that he now beheld a saint.
When the Father had spoken about an hour, he
motioned with his hand that he wished to rest a
moment. And, stepping down from the curb, he
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