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the feast of san sebastiano ij7i
at home, but had to make up her mind to accompany
him.
When they reached the market-place they saw it
transformed into a theater with row upon row of
chairs. Every nook was filled with people, and it
was with difficulty they found room.
" To-night Diamante is grand, Micaela," said
Ca-valiere Palmeri. It was as if the loveliness of the
night had softened him. He spoke more kindly and
tenderly to his daughter than he had done for a long
time.
Donna Micaela thought that he spoke truly. She
had the same feeling as when she came to Diamante
for the first time. It was the city of marvels, of
beauty, a little sanctuary of God.
Straight before her stood a high and magnificent
building, built of luminous diamonds. She was
obliged to reflect a moment, before she knew what
it was.
However it was nothing but the fagade of the
cathedral, which had been decorated with flowers of
stiff silver and gold paper, and with thousands of small
mirrors, stuck in between the flowers. And in every
flower hung a small oil-glass with a flame about the
size of a firefly. This was very pretty. It was the
most enchanting illumination Donna Micaela had
seen.
There was no other light in the market-place, and
none other was necessary. The black Palazzo Geraci
stood there, fiery red, as if it had been illumined by
a conflagration.
Nothing of the world was seen but the
marketplace. Everything beyond was wrapt in darkness,
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