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(1929) [MARC] Author: Axel Munthe - Tema: Medicine
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“Potess’ essere ciecato, potess’ essere ciecato,”
she was still shouting from the landing as I reeled
down the stairs.

The terrible curse, the most terrible that ever
could have been hurled against me, was ringing in
my ears the whole night. I dared not go home,
I was afraid of the dark. I spent the remainder
of the night in Santa Maria del Carmine, I thought
the day would never come.

When I staggered into the Farmacia di San
Gennaro in the morning for my usual pick-me-up,
another of Don Bartolo’s specialities of
extraordinary efficacy, Padre Anselmo had just left a
message for me to come to the convent at once.

The whole convent was in commotion, there had
been three fresh cases of cholera. Padre Anselmo
told me that after a long conversation between
the Abbess and himself, it had been decided to
ask me to replace my dead colleague, no other
doctor being available. Panic-stricken nuns were
running to and fro through the corridors, others
were praying and singing incantations in the
chapel. The three nuns were lying on their
straw mattresses in their cells. One of them
died in the evening. In the morning, the old
nun who had been assisting me was struck down
in her turn. She was replaced by a young nun
I had already noticed during my first visit,
indeed it was difficult not to notice her, for she
was very young and strikingly beautiful. She
never said a word to me. She did not even
answer when I asked her what was her name,
but I found out from Padre Anselmo that she was
Suora Ursula. Later in the day I asked to

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