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It would do credit to our island. I will try to arrange it. But if " "You mean, don't you, if the ashes continue to fall, notwithstanding our expiatory demonstration? Let me see. There was that disgraceful tumult in the town yesterday. Saint Dodekanus is perhaps too deeply vexed against his people to concede them a grace under such circumstances.
Now, if the shower would only continue Suddenly it ceased. The sky grew clear. Saint Dodekanus had often been accused of possessing a grain of malice. Some went so far as to say he had the Evil Eye.
In later years the main church was dedicated to Saint Dodekanus and the relic moved thither and enclosed within that silver statue of the saint which is carried abroad in procession at his annual festival, or on any particular occasion when his help is to be invoked. And all through succeeding ages the cult of the saint waxed in pomp and splendour.
He would annotate the ANTIQUITIES. In the section which deals with the life of Saint Dodekanus the Italian had displayed more than his usual erudition and acumen. He had sifted the records with such incredible diligence that little was left for the pen of an annotator, save words of praise.
This festival of Saint Dodekanus would have been such a good opportunity. His appearance would have been a discomfiture for the free-thinkers. Every year he promises to come. And every year he fails us. Why?" "I cannot tell," replied the priest. "The animal has probably got other things to do." "The animal? Ah, don't say that! And such a good Catholic!"
"Really couldn't say, Duchess. You know I only arrived last week." "Most exceptional! Don Francesco will bear me out." "It blows," said the priest, "when the good God wishes it to blow. He has been wishing pretty frequently of late." "I am writing to your cousin," the Duchess remarked, "to ask her to my small annual gathering after the festival of Saint Dodekanus. To-morrow, you know.
Reading between the lines, one soon discovers that his is not so much a priest as a statesman and philosopher, a student curious in the lore of mankind and of nature alert, sagacious, discriminating. He tells us, for example, that this legend of the visions and martyrdom of Saint Dodekanus, which he was the first to disentangle from its heterogeneous accretions, was vastly to his liking. Why?
He did his best to console the gifted artist who was fed, henceforward, on lobsters, decorated with the order of the Golden Vine, and would doubtless have been ennobled after death, had the Prince not predeceased the sculptor. Such, briefly, is the history of Saint Dodekanus, and the origin of his cult on Nepenthe.
The Saint would have remained locked up in his musty shrine, without the faintest chance of performing a miracle of any kind. They argued, consequently, that Saint Dodekanus got the credit for what was really the parroco's notion.
They wished long life to their Patron Saint, with whose services they had reason to be satisfied. Their own crops and lives were safe from harm, thanks to the martyr Dodekanus. He loved his people, and they loved him. He was a protector worthy of the name not like those low-bred bastards across the water. Mr. Heard had just finished his early Italian luncheon.
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