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84 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST
to fall on her knees and tell her trouble, to have the
black Madonna come to her assistance.
While she prayed she felt certain that Don
Ferrante was even at that moment changing his
mind. When she came home he would come to
meet her and say to her that she might keep her
father.
It was a morning three weeks later.
Donna Micaela came out of the summer palace to
go to early mass; but before she set out to the
church, she went into Donna Elisa’s shop to buy a
wax candle. It was so early that she had been
afraid that the shop would not be open; but it was,
and she was glad to be able to take a gift with her
to the black Madonna.
The shop was empty when Donna Micaela came
in, and she pushed the door forward and back to
make the bell ring and call Donna Elisa in. At
last some one came, but it was not Donna Elisa; it
was a young man.
That young man was Gaetano, whom Donna
Micaela scarcely knew. For Gaetano had heard so
much about her that he was afraid to meet her, and
every time she had come over to Donna Elisa he had
shut himself into his workshop. Donna Micaela
knew no more about him than that he was to leave
Diamante, and that he was always carving holy
images for Donna Elisa to have something to sell
while he was earning great fortunes away in
Argentina.
When she now saw Gaetano, she found him so
handsome that it made her glad to look at him. She
was full of anxiety as a hunted animal, but no sorrow
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