"And here also?" asked Assunta, pointing to another.
The girl nodded doubtfully. Two irregular scratches could, by imaginative vision, be translated into a cross.
"As on every one, Signorina," said Assunta triumphantly. "And nobody puts it there. It comes by itself."
"Really?" asked the girl.
"Veramente," replied the peasant woman. "It has to, and not only here, but everywhere. You see, years and years ago, there were heathen spirits in the wine, and they made trouble when our Lord came. I have heard that the jars burst and the wine was wasted because the god of the wine was angry that the real God was born. And it lasted till San Pietro came and exorcised the wicked spirit, and he put a cross on a wine jar to keep him away. Since then every wine jar bears somewhere the sign of the cross."
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