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140 THE MIRACLES OF AJVTICHRIST
For when Don Ferrante had been dead a week
Gaetano had come home. And that had not caused
her dismay; it had only made her glad. She had
rejoiced in at last having some one near her who
could protect her.
At the same time she decided that she could not
receive Gaetano if he came to see her. She felt
that she still belonged to the dead. She would
rather not see Gaetano until after a year.
But when Gaetano had been at home a week
without coming to the summer palace, she asked Giannita
about him. “Where is Gaetano? Has he perhaps
gone away again, since no one speaks of him ?”
“Alas, Micaela,” answered Giannita, “the less
people speak of Gaetano, the better for him.”
She tolfl Donna Micaela, as if she was telling of
a great shame, that Gaetano had become a socialist.
“ He has been quite transformed over there, in
England,” she said. “ He no longer worships either
God or the saints. He does not kiss the priest’s
hand when he meets him. He says to every one that
they shall pay no more duties at the town-gates.
He encourages the peasants not to pay their rent.
He carries weapons. He has come home to start a
rebellion, to help the bandits.”
She needed to say no more to chill Donna Micaela
with a greater terror than she had ever felt before.
It was this that the sultry days of the autumn had
portended. It would be he who would shake the
bolt from the clouds. Why had she not understood
it long ago ?
It was a punishment and a revenge. It would be
he who would bring the misfortune!
During those last days she had been calmer. She
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