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(1909) [MARC] [MARC] Author: Selma Lagerlöf Translator: Pauline Bancroft Flach
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76 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST

suddenly took out his breviary and began to read.
And although the wet clothes struck him on the
cheek, and the little children and the orange-peels
lay in wait for him, he only looked in his book. He
needed to hear the great words of God.

For within that black house everything had
seemed certain and sure, but when he came out into
the sunshine he began to worry about the promise
he had given in the name of the Madonna.

Don Matteo prayed and read, and read and prayed.
Might the great God in heaven protect the woman,
who had believed him and obeyed him as if he had
been a prophet!

Don Matteo turned the corner into the Corso.
He struck against donkeys on their way home, with
travelling signorinas on their backs; he walked
right into peasants coming home from their work,
and he pushed against the old women spinning, and
entangled their thread. At last he came to a little,
dark shop.

It was a shop without a window which was at the
corner of an old palace. The threshold was a foot
high; the floor was of trampled earth; the door
almost always stood open to let in the light. The
counter was besieged by peasants and mule-drivers.

And behind the counter stood Don Ferrante.
His beard grew in tufts; his face was in one wrinkle;
his voice was hoarse with rage. The peasants
demanded an immoderately high payment for the
loads that they had driven up from Catania.

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