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THE HOME-COMING
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her to the altar platform and kneels down in front
of her. “ Is he so ill? We will pray for him.”
“ Micaela,” says Donna Elisa, “ I thought that I
should find help here.” — “ Yes, you shall see, you
will.” — “I dreamed that the image came to me,
that he came to me and said that I was to come
here."—"He has also helped us many times
before.” — “But he said this to me: ’Make the
unhappy woman who is on her knees praying before
my altar your son’s wife, then your son will be
well.’” —"What do you say that he said?” —"I
was to make her who was kneeling and praying
out here my son’s wife."—"And you were
willing to do it? You did not know whom you would
meet!”
“ On the way I made a vow — and those who
followed me heard it — that whoever it might be, I
would take her in my arms and lead her to my home.
I thought that it was some poor woman whom God
wished to help.” — “It is one indeed.” — “I was in
despair when I saw that there was no one here but
you.”
Donna Micaela does not answer; she gazes up at
the image. “ Is it your will ? Is it your will ? ”
she whispers anxiously.
Donna Elisa continues to bemoan herself. “I
saw him so plainly, and he has never deceived
before. I thought that some poor girl who had no
marriage portion had prayed to him for a husband.
Such things have happened before. What shall I
do now ?”
She laments and bewails; she cannot get away
from the thought that it ought to be a poor woman.
Donna Micaela grows impatient. She takes her by
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