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FRA GAETANO
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was only afraid that Donna Elisa would hear how he
was sobbing and come out and find him. And then
she would not let him go.
He must talk sensibly with her. Would he ever
give her greater pleasure than if he went now ?
It was not only Donna Elisa, there was also Luca
and Pacifica, who would be so glad when he came
back as a holy man.
They would all follow him up to the market-place.
There, there would be even more flags than in the
streets, and Gaetano would speak from the steps of
the town hall. And from all the streets and courts
people would come streaming.
Then Gaetano would speak, so that they should all
fall on their knees and cry: “Bless us, Fra Gaetano,
bless us!”
After that he would never leave Diamante again.
He would live under the great steps outside Donna
Elisa’s shop.
And they would come to him with their sick,
and those in trouble would make a pilgrimage to
him.
When the syndic of Diamante went by he would
kiss Gaetano’s hand.
Donna Elisa would sell Fra Gaetano’s image in
her shop.
And Donna Elisa’s god-daughter, Giannita, would
bow before Fra Gaetano and never again call him a
stupid monk-boy.
And Donna Elisa would be so happy.
• ••• •••••
Ah . . . Gaetano started up, and awoke. It was
bright-daylight, and Donna Elisa and Pacifica stood
and looked at him. And Gaetano sat on the stairs
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