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fra felice’s testament 25 i
It was as if the image of Christ had nodded to him
and said : " Now I need thee, Fra Felice." He lay
there nodding back. " I am ready. I shall not
forsake thee."
It was only to lie and wait, and to Fra Felice that
seemed delightful. He had never before, during his
whole life, had time to feel how tired he was. Now
at last he could rest. The image would no doubt
maintain the church and the monastery without him.
He lay there smiling at the thought of San
Pas-quale having called him out to say good morning to
him.
Thus lay Fra Felice, until the day was far advanced,
dozing most of the time. No one was with him, and
he began to feel that it would never do to steal out
of the world thus. It was as if he were defrauding
some one of something. That woke him again and
again. He certainly ought to have the priests, but
how should he get word to them.
While he lay there, it seemed to him that he
dwindled together more and more. Each time he
woke it seemed to him that he had grown smaller.
It was as if he were vanishing entirely. He certainly
could wind the gown around him four times now.
He probably would have had to die quite alone,
if Donna Elisa had not come to implore the little
image to help the blind. She was in a peculiar
frame of mind when she came, for she was anxious
to obtain succor for the blind; still she did not wish
that Donna Micaela’s project should be furthered.
As she entered the church, she saw Fra Felice lying
on the platform below the altar, and she went
forward and knelt beside him.
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