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232 THE MIR A CLES OF ANTICHRIST
easily fit up one of the churches as a play-house.
They certainly had more than enough, with five
town churches and seven monastery churches; they
could easily spare one of them.
There was for instance the Jesuits’ church, Santa
Lucia in Gesu. The monastery surrounding it was
already changed to a barracks, and the church was
practically deserted. It would make an excellent
theatre.
That was what the new syndic had proposed, and
the town-council had agreed to it.
When Donna Elisa heard what was going on she
threw on her mantilla and veil, and hurried to the
Lucia church, with the same haste with which one
hurries to the house where one knows that some one
is dying.
“ What will become of the blind ? “ thought Donna
Elisa. “ How can they live without Santa Lucia in
Gesii?”
When Donna Elisa reached the silent little
square, round which the Jesuits’ long, ugly
monastery is built, she saw on the broad stone steps that
extend the whole length of the church front, a row
of ragged children and rough-haired dogs. All of
them were leaders of the blind, and they cried and
whined as loud as they could.
“What is the matter with you all?” asked Donna
Elisa. “They want to take our church away from
us,” wailed the children. And thereupon all the
dogs howled more piteously than ever, for the dogs
of the blind are almost human.
At the church-door Donna Elisa met Master
Pamphilio’s wifd, Donna Concetta. “Ah, Donna
Elisa,” she safd, “nevef in all your life have you
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