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(1899) [MARC] Author: Selma Lagerlöf Translator: Selma Ahlström Trotz
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34 the miracles of antichrist

the summer to be near Etna’s snow. Well, as she
had said, towards the street there was nothing to
see, but it had a delightful courtyard with open
colonades in both stories. And on the roof was a
terrace, the floor of which was of blue and white
tiles, and in every tile the Alagona coat-of-arms was
burned in. Surely he would like to see that ?

It occurred to Gaetano that Donna Elisa might be
used to having children come and sit. in her lap,
when she was at home. Perhaps she would not
notice it if he too came. So he tried. And such
was the case. She was used to it. She did not
notice it at all.

She only continued to speak about the palace.
There were large rooms of state, where the old
Ala-gonas had danced and played. There was a great
hall with a music gallery, there was old furniture,
and pendulum clocks in small white alabaster
temples, which stood on a base of black ebony. In
these rooms no one lived, but she would take him
there. Perhaps he had imagined that she lived in
the summer palace? Oh, no, her brother Don
Fer-rante, lived there. He was a merchant, and had his
shop in the first story, and as he had not yet
provided himself with a signora, everything upstairs
remained as it was.

Gaetano wondered if it would do to remain sitting
in her lap any longer. It was strange that she did
not notice anything. And that was fortunate, else
she might think he had given up becoming a monk.

But just at present she was more than ever
occupied with her own. A faint tint of red rose to her
cheeks, beneath all the brown, and she raised her

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