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78 the miracles of antichrist.
VII
the bells of san pasquale
one soon noticed in Diamante that Don Ferrante’s
wife, Donna Micaela, was nothing but a child. No
matter how much she might look like a woman of
the world, she was nevertheless only a child. And
more could not be expected after the life she had
led.
Of the world she had seen nothing but its theaters,
museums, ball-rooms, promenades, racing grounds.
She had never been allowed to go out on the street
alone. She had never worked. No one had ever
talked seriously with her. She had not even been
in love.
When she had moved into the summer palace, she
forgot her sorrows as easily and quickly as a child
would have done. And it was apparent that she
had a child’s playful disposition, and that she could
remodel and transform everything around her. The
old filthy Saracen city of Diamante seemed a paradise
to Donna Micaela. She said that she had not felt
at all surprised when Don Ferrante had spoken to
her at the market-place and when he had proposed
to her. It seemed to her perfectly natural that such
things should happen in Diamante. She had seen
immediately that Diamante was a city, where rich
men went about seeking after poor, unfortunate
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