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Castle of Crossed Destinies, p. 13:

He comes to his senses, opens his eyes, and what does he see? (This was the narrator's miming--a bit over-done to tell the truth--inviting us to wait for the next card as if for a revelation.) The Popess, mysterious, nun-like crowned figure. Had he been given succor by a female monarch? His eyes, staring at the card, were full of horror. A witch? He raised his imploring hands in a gesture of devout terror. The High Priestess of a secret and sanguinary cult?

p. 46:

The innkeeper-lord, our host, is not long in telling his tale. We can assume that he is the Page of Cups and that an unusual guest (The Devil) has turned up at his inn-castle. With certain customers it is a good practice never to offer free drink, but when he was to pay, the guest said: "Host, in your tavern, everything is contaminated, wines and destinies."

"Your Honor is not content with my wine?"

"Quite content! The only one who can appreciate all that is mingled, two-faced, is myself. So I wish to give you much more than Two Coins!"

Yes, I could be going mad. But these could also have been sources. We call only one person your honor in America. And there is no picture of the devil in the deck Calvino draws on. He leaves it blank.