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[0762] your return, patiently, and you too must be patient.[0763] It was
swarming with them, grandpa, grandma, little mother and the eight
or nine brats.[0764] With their eyes glued to the slits and they surveyed
my efforts struggles, their hearts going out to me .[0765] This yard so long deserted
was now enlivened, for them, by me.[0766] So we turned, in our
different orbits, I without, they within.
[0767] At night, keeping
watch by turns, they observed me with the help of a searchlight.
[0768] So the seasons came and went.[0769] The children grew in stature, the
periods of Ptomaine grew pale, the ancients glowered at each
other, saying to themselves, I'll bury you yet, You'll bury me yet.[0770] Since my
arrival they had a subject of conversation, and even of discussion,
the same as of old, at my setting forth, perhaps even an
interest in life, the same as of old.
[0771] Time hung less heavy on
their hands.[0772] What about throwing him a few scraps?[0773] No, no, it might
upset him.[0774] They did not want to check the impetus that was sweeping
me towards them.[0775] You wouldn't know him![0776] True, and yet
you can't mistake him.[0777] They who in the ordinary way never answered when spoken to,
my parents, my wife, she who had fastened on me, rather than on one of
her suitors.[0778] A few more summers and he'll be in our midst.
[0784] Yes indeed, never easy, always
stopping.[0785] According to Mahhod I never got there, that is to say
they all died first, the whole ten or eleven of them, carried off
by sausage poisoning, in great agony.[0786] Incommoded
first by their shrieks, then by the stench of decomposition, I had
turned back.
[0787] But not so fast, otherwise we'll never
arrive.[0788] It's no longer I in any case.[0789] Will he ever reach us, at his
present rate of going?[0790] He looks as if he had slowed down, since
last year.[0791] Oh the last laps won't take him long.[0792] My missing leg
didn't seem to affect them.[0793] Perhaps it was already missing when
I left.[0794] What about throwing him a sponge?[0795] No, no, it might upset
him.In the evening, after supper, while my wife kept her eye on
[0796] In the evening, after supper, while my wife kept her eye on
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