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50 the miracles of antichrist
thick bushy hair. Her little body was so slight and
thin that one hardly noticed it at all.
Giannita held out to her the basket of flowers.
She gazed long and cautiously at Giannita, walked
around her and fell in love with her smooth even
curls. As soon as she had seen those, she ran after
a knife, divided the pomegranate and gave
Giannita one half. While they ate the apple, they held
each other by the hand and both repeated :
" Sister, sister, sister mine !
Thou art mine and I am thine,
Thine my meat, thine my cot,
Thine my joy, thine my lot,
Thine my place in paradise."
Then they kissed each other and called each other
godsister.
" Now you must always be faithful to me,
god-sister," said the little signorina, and both of them
were very serious and deeply affected.
They had quickly become such good friends, that
they wept at parting.
But after that twelve years passed, and the two
godsisters lived each in her world and never met.
During all this time Giannita stayed quietly in her
home and did not come once to Catania.
But then something wonderful actually happened.
Giannita sat one afternoon in the room beyond the
shop embroidering. Being very skilful at this she
was often overwhelmed with work. But
embroidering is trying to the eyes, and it was dark in Giannita’s
room. Therefore she had placed the door ajar, that
she might get in a little more light.
Immediately after the clock had struck four, old
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