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314 the miracles of antichrist
light falls on his face, and Caterina sees that he is
unlike the Falco she remembered. The terrible
moroseness and arrogance are no longer visible in
his face. He comes bent and broken; he almost
inspires her with pity.
“ He helps me,” he says aloud to Passafiore and
Biagio. “ He has promised to help me.”
The brigands wish to go, but Falco is so happy
that he must first tell them of his joy.
“ I feel no buzzing in my head; there is no
burning, no uneasiness. He is helping me.”
His comrades take him by the hand to lead him
away.
Falco goes a few steps, then stops again. He
straightens himself up, and at the same time moves
his body so that the snake shadow writhes and
twists on the wall.
“ I shall be quite well, quite well,” he says.
The men drag him away, but it is too late.
Caterings eyes have fallen on the snake shadow.
She can control herself no longer; she throws
herself across the table, takes the gun, shoots and kills
Falco. She had not intended to do it, but when
she saw him it was impossible for her to let him
go. She had cherished the thought of revenge for
twenty years. It took the upper hand over her.
“ Caterina, Caterina,” screams her niece.
“ He only asked me to be allowed to go in peace
into the church,” answers the old woman.
Old Biagio lays Falco’s body straight, and says
with a grim look: —
“ He would be quite well; quite well.”
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