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54 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST
Giannita did not doubt for a moment that there
was something supernatural in it all.
Rosa Alfari must needs let her go, and she found
her way to the Palace of Justice. She stood among
the street boys and riff-raff, and saw Cavaliere
Palmeri on the bench of the accused. He was a fine
gentleman, with a white, pointed beard and
moustache. Giannita recognized him.
She heard that he was condemned to six months’
imprisonment, and Giannita thought she saw even
more plainly that she had come there as an emissary
from God. “Now my god-sister must need me,”
she thought.
She went out into the street again and asked her
way to the Palazzo Palmeri.
On the way a carriage drove by her. She looked
up, and her eyes met those of the lady who sat in
the carriage. At the same moment something told
her that this was her god-sister. She who was
driving was pale and bent and had beseeching eyes.
Giannita loved her from the first sight. “ It is you
who have given me pleasure many times,” she said,
“ because I expected pleasure from you. Now
perhaps I can pay you back.”
Giannita felt filled with devotion when she went
up the high, white marble steps to the Palazzo
Palmeri, but suddenly a doubt struck her. “ What
can God wish me to do for one who has grown up
in such magnificence?” she thought. “Does our
Lord forget that I am only poor Giannita from
Diamante?”
She told a servant to greet Signorina Palmeri and
say to her that her god-sister wished to speak to
her. She was surprised when the servant came back
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