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104 the miracles of antichrist.
rope was tightly fastened to a cramp-iron in the wall,
and there was no one who touched it. Nor did
anyone sit crouching under the hood and set them in
motion. One saw distinctly how the bells swung
back and forth, and how the clappers struck against
the metal mouth. How they had been put in motion
no one knew.
When Donna Micaela woke, the bells were already
ringing, and she lay still a long time listening and
listening. She had never heard anything sweeter.
She did not know, that it was a miracle. She lay there,
thinking how beautiful it was. She lay wondering if
real metal bells could sound like that.
And there is no knowing what kind of metal it was,
which chimed in San Pasquale’s bells that day.
It seemed to her that the bells told her that now
she would be happy, now she would live and love,
now she would go to meet something grand and
beautiful, now she would nevermore regret and never
be sad.
Her heart began to dance to some sort of stately
measure, and under the ringing of bells she marched
solemnly into a great castle. And to whom could the
castle belong, who could be master of such a
magnificent place, if not love ?
It can no longer be concealed ; when Donna Micaela
awoke, she felt that she loved Gaetano and that she
desired nothing higher than to be allowed to
accompany him.
And when Donna Micaela drew the shutter from
her window and saw the gray morning she sent it a
kiss and whispered : " O, morning of the day, when I
may depart, you are the loveliest morning I have ever
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