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VICTORY
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She had won a victory, she said; she had finally
won a victory.
He must hear what news she had received that
day. It was not merely to be a railway between
Catania and Diamante, as she first had thought; it
was to be a railway round the whole of Etna.
By Falco’s death she had not only been rid of
Falco himself, but now the people believed also
that the great Mongibello and all the saints were
on her side. And so there had arisen an agitation
of the people to make the railway an actuality.
Contributions were signed in all the towns of Etna.
A company was formed. To-day the concession had
come; to-morrow the work was to begin in earnest.
Donna Micaela was excited; she could not eat.
Her heart swelled with joy and thankfulness. She
could not help talking of the tremendous enthusiasm
that had seized the people. She spoke with tears
in her eyes of the Christchild in the church of San
Pasquale.
It was touching to see how her face shone with
hope. It was as if she had, besides the happiness
of which she was speaking, a whole world of bliss
in expectation.
That evening she felt that Providence had guided
her well and happily. She perceived that Gaetano’s
imprisonment had been the work of God to lead
him back to faith. He would be set free by the
miracles of the little image, and that would convert
him so that he would become a believer as before.
And she might be his. How good God was!
And while this great bliss stirred within her,
her father sat opposite her quite cold and indifferent
“ It was very extraordinary,” was all he said.
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