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192 THE MIR A CLES OF ANTICHRIST
“You, you, Donna Micaela! The government
will say: ’ They are building a railway in Diamante.
They must be rich.’ And they will increase our
taxes. And God knows that we cannot pay the tax
with which we are already loaded down, even if we
should go and plunder our ancestors.”
Donna Micaela tried to calm her.
“They have sent you out to find out if we still
have any money. You are spying for the rich; you
are in league with the government. Those
bloodsuckers in Rome have paid you." ^ .
Donna Micaela turned away from her.
“I came to talk to you, Master Pamphilio,” she
said to the old man.
“But I shall answer you,” replied Donna
Con-cetta; “for this is a disagreeable matter, and such
things are my affair. I know what is the duty of
the wife of a great man, Donna Micaela.”
Donna Concetta became silent, for the fine lady
gave her a look which was so full of jealous longing
that it made her sorry for her. Heavens, yes, there
had been a difference in their husbands; Don
Fer-rante and Master Pamphilio!
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