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i so the miracles of* antichrist
gazing up at him he seemed as beautiful as a young
prince.
He was like one of the ancient, potent gentlemen
of his race who had had power to bestow riches and
happiness upon all the people in his wide domain.
They believed him when he said that he could give
them happiness. They felt comforted and glad that
their young master loved them.
When he had finished speaking, they broke out
into exultation, crying that they would follow him
and do what he commanded.
He had gained supremacy over them in a single
moment. He was so beautiful, so glorious, that
they were unable to withstand him. And his belief
was such, that it charmed and subjugated them.
That night there was not a single poor person in
Diamante, who did not believe that Gaetano would
bestow upon him untroubled happy days. That night
they read the blessing over him, all who lived in
sheds and out-houses. That night the hungry went
to rest firmly believing that the next day tables
loaded with good things would be spread before them,
when they awoke.
For when Gaetano spoke, his power was such that
he could convince the aged that they were young, and
the cold that they were warm. And one felt that
what he promised must come.
He was monarch of the new era. His hands were
benevolent, and miracles and blessings would descend
upon Diamante, now that he had returned.
The next day, towards sunset, Giannita came into
the sick-room and whispered to Donna Micaela.
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