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56 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST
The other looked at her in terror. “ Come with
me,” she said, as if afraid that the servant should
hear what Giannita wished to say to her.
She went far into the apartment before she stopped.
Then she turned so quickly towards Giannita that
she was frightened. “ Tell me instantly!” she said.
“Do not torture me; let me hear it instantly!”
She was as tall as Giannita, but very unlike her.
She was more delicately made, and she, the woman
of the world, had a much more wild and untamed
appearance than the country girl. Everything she
felt showed in her face. She did not try to
conceal it.
Giannita was so astonished at her violence that
she could not answer at first.
Then her god-sister lifted her arms in despair
over her head and the words streamed from her lips.
She said that she knew that Giannita had been
commanded by God to bring her word of new
misfortunes. God hated her, she knew it.
Giannita clasped her hands. God hate her! on
the contrary, on the contrary!
“Yes, yes,” said Signorina Palmeri. “It is so.”
And as she was inwardly afraid of the message
Giannita had for her, she began to talk. She did
not let her speak; she interrupted her constantly.
She seemed to be so terrified by everything that had
happened to her during the last days that she could
not at all control herself.
Giannita must understand that God hated her, she
said. She had done something so terrible. She
had forsaken her father, failed her father. Giannita
must have read the last account. Then she burst
out again in passionate questionings. Why did she
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