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Just on account of this story, Empedokles’ name
has never been forgotten, and many have wondered
where his villa could have been situated.
Archaeologists and diggers for treasures have sought it
because the villa of the illustrious one was naturally
filled with marble statues, bronzes and mosaics.
Donna Micaela’s father, Cavaliere Palmeri, had
made up his mind that he should solve the problem
about the villa. Every morning he mounted his
pony Domenico, and rode off to seek it. He was
equipped like a researcher, with scraper in the belt,
spade at the side and a large knapsack on his back.
Every evening, when Cavaliere Palmeri came
home, he related for Donna Micaela about
Domenico. During these years, which they had ridden
about on Etna, Domenico had developed into an
archaeologist. Domenico turned off from the road
as soon as he espied a ruin. He stamped on the
ground on those places where he considered
researches should be made. He sniffed
contemptuously and turned away his head if shown a counterfeit
old coin.
Donna Micaela listened with great patience and
interest. She was certain that in case that villa
suffered itself to be found eventually, Domenico would
have the honor of the discovery.
But Cavaliere Palmeri never asked his daughter
about her enterprise. He never showed any interest
in the railroad. It was almost as though he was
ignorant of her being at work upon it.
That was not strange though, he never showed
interest in anything which concerned his daughter.
One day, as they both were sitting at the dinner,
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