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146 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST
And he said it in such a voice that it almost made
her sorry for him.
“You cause Donna Elisa great grief,” she burst
out. — “ And you too, do I not ? “ he said, with a
slight sneer. “I cause you all sorrow. I am the
lost son; I am Judas. I am the angel of justice
who is driving you from that paradise where people
eat grass.”
She answered: “ Perhaps we think that what we
have is better than being shot by the soldiers.” —
“ Yes, of course; it is better to starve to death. We
are used to that.’*— “Nor is it pleasant to be
murdered by bandits.” — “But why for Heaven’s sake
have any bandits, if you do not want to be murdered
by them?"-—"Yes, I know,” she said, more
passionately, “that you want all the rich to perish.”
He did not answer immediately; he stood and bit
his lips, so as not to lose his temper. “Let me
talk with you, Donna Micaela!” he said at last.
“ Let me explain it to you!”
At the same time he put on a patient expression.
He talked socialism with her, so clear and simple
that a child could have understood.
But she was far from being able to follow it.
Perhaps she could have, but she did not wish to.
She did not wish just then to hear of socialism.
It had been so wonderful to her to see him. The
ground had rocked under her; and something glorious
and blessed had passed through and quite overcome
her. “ God, it is he whom I love!” she said to
herself. “It is really he.”
Before she had seen him she had known very well
what she would say to him. She would have led
him back to the faith of his childhood. She would
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