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64 228 . the miracles of antichrist
" No, he would not. Even though you are angry
with me, because I loved Gaetano while my
husband lived, you would not dare to reproach me with
it were he home."
Donna Elisa raised her eyebrows slightly. " Do
you think that he could prevail upon me to keep
silent in regard to such a matter? "she said, and her
voice sounded quite strange.
" But, Donna Elisa," Donna Micaela came close
up to her and whispered: " Why, it is impossible,
quite impossible not to love him. He is beautiful,
and he conquers me, and I am afraid of him. You
must let me love him."
" Must I ? " Donna Elisa looked down, and her
tone was curt and harsh.
Donna Micaela was beside herself. " It is I he
loves," she said. " It is not Giannita, but I. And
you ought to consider me as a daughter, you ought
to help me, you ought to be kind to me. And
instead you oppose me. You are cruel to me. You
do not let me come to you and speak of him.
However much I long and however much I work, I am not
allowed to tell you about it."
Donna Elisa could hold out no longer. Surely
Donna Micaela was nothing but a child, young and
foolish and timid as a bird’s heart. One who needed
to be mothered and taken care of. She felt she
must throw her arms about her.
" Why I did not know it, you poor stupid child,"
she said.
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