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100 the miracles of antichrist.
When Donna Micaela told about this, she could
hardly breathe. She wanted to weep over herself,
because every day she had expected succor, and every
day she had been disappointed, and yet had known
no other expedient than to begin her prayers anew.
And one saw on her face that her soul lived
through again what she had suffered, as she daily
had expected her prayer would be granted, and time
had slipped away for her.
But Gaetano was not moved, but stood smiling
and drummed on one of the glass boxes standing on
the desk.
" Have you only prayed to the Madonna ?" he said.
Only prayed, only prayed ! Why she had
promised her to sin no more. She had gone to the alley,
where she had first lived, and nursed the sick woman
with the ulcer on her leg. She never passed a
beggar without giving him something.
Only prayed ! And she said to him that if the
Madonna had been able to help her, she ought to
have been satisfied with her prayers. She had spent
most of her time in the cathedral. And the
anguish, the anguish, which tortured her. Would not
that be counted ? He only shrugged his shoulders.
Had she tried nothing else ?
Nothing else ! But there was nothing in the world,
which she had not tried. She had given silver hearts
and wax candles. She sat constantly at her rosary.
Gaetano irritated her. He would count nothing
she had done, and only asked : "Nothing else?"
"Nothing else?"
" But you ought to know," she said. " Don
Ferrante gives me but very little money. I can do no
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