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i so the miracles of* antichrist
Donna Micaela’s lips worked, and it was evident
that she wished to say something, but only a few
words were audible. It v/as impossible to understand
what she meant. " Towards him as towards my
father," she repeated again and again. And then
she said something about her causing the ruin of all
those she loved.
Donna Elisa had got her into a chair, and there
Donna Micaela fell to kissing her old wrinkled hands
and begging her to forgive what she had done.
Of course Donna Elisa forgave her.
Donna Micaela looked her sharply in the face with
great feverish eyes and asked if it were true.
Of course it was true.
She then laid her head on Donna Elisa’s shoulder
and wept, and afterwards she thanked her, saying
that she could not live if she did not forgive her.
Against no one had she so sinned as against her.
Could she forgive her ?
Donna Elisa said, " Yes, yes," again and again,
believing that she raved in consequence of fever and
fright.
" There is something I would like to tell you," said
Donna Micaela. " I know it, but you do not. You
won t forgive me, if you are told it."
" I do indeed forgive you," said Donna Elisa.
They continued long in this way without
understanding each other, but that night it was well for
old Donna Elisa to have something to mother and
comfort and give strengtheningherbs and medicines.
It was well for her that there was still some one, who
came and laid her head against her shoulder and
wept over her sorrow.
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