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156 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST
XI
THE FEAST OF SAN SEBASTIANO
When Gaetano rushed away, Donna Micaela stood
for a long time in Donna Elisa’s garden. She stood
there as if turned to stone, and could neither feel
nor think.
Then suddenly the thought came that Gaetano
and she were not alone in the world. She
remembered her father lying sick, whom she had forgotten
for so many hours.
She went through the gate of the court-yard out
to the Corso, which lay deserted and empty. Tumult
and shots were still audible far away, and she said
to herself that they must be fighting down by Porta
Etnea.
The moon shed its clear light on the fagade of the
summer-palace, and it amazed her that at such an
hour, and on such a night, the balcony doors stood
open, and the window shutters were not closed.
She was still more surprised that the gate was
standing ajar, and that the shop-door was wide
open.
As she went in through the gate, she did not see
the old gate-keeper, Piero, there. The lanterns in
the court-yard were not lighted, and there was not a
soul to be seen anywhere.
She went up the steps to the gallery, and her
foot struck against something hard. It was a little
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