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290 THE MIRACLES OF ANTICHRIST ’
And he was glad on Saturday evening to be able to
return to his home. He was glad to find the table
spread, with wine and macaroni, and the bed made
up with soft pillows.
It was just such a Saturday evening. Falco and
Falco’s brothers were on their way home; Falco, as
usual, a little behind the others, for he had a heavy
and slow way of walking. But look, when the
brothers reached home, no supper was waiting, the
beds were not made, and the dust lay thick on
the threshold. What, were all in the house dead?
Then they saw their mother sitting on the floor in a
dark corner of the cottage. Her hair was drawn
down over her face, and she sat and traced patterns
with her finger on the earth floor. “What is the
matter?” said the brothers. She did not lookup;
she spoke as if she had spoken to the earth. “ We
are beggared, beggared.” “Do they want to take
our house from us?” cried the brothers. “They
wish to take away our honor and our daily bread.”
Then she told: “Your eldest sister has had
employment with Baker Gasparo, and it has been good
employment. Signor Gasparo gave Pepa all the
bread left over in the shop, and she brought it to
me. There has been so much that there was enough
for us all. I have been happy ever since Pepa found
that employment. It will give me an old age free
from care, I thought. But last Monday Pepa came
home to me and wept; Signora Gasparo had turned
her away.”
“What had Pepa done?” asked Nino, who was
next younger to Falco.
“ Signora Gasparo accused Pepa of stealing bread.
I went to Signora Gasparo and asked her to take
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