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[1425] she make me a nest at the approach of winter,
would she protect me from the snow, would she
change my sawdust, would she rub salt into
my ailing [ADDITION]Addition on page
14vscalp , I hope I'm not forgetting
anything, if I wasn't there?
[1432] And she is trying to put
off the moment when she will finally have
to confess her mistake by coming every few minutes
to see if I am still more or less imaginable, in
situ.[1433] Similarly the belief in God, in all modesty
let it be said, is sometimes lost following
a period of intensified zeal & observance,
it appears.
[1434] Here I must pause to make a
distinguo (I am still thinking).[1435] That my
sanctuary is really standing where they say,
all right, I wouldn't dream
of denying it, it's none of my
business, though the presence at such a
place, about the reality of which I do not
propose to quibble either, of so vast an urn
does not seem very credible to me.[1436] No.
[1446]
There was a time I thought she was perhaps
a near relation, of mine, mother, sister,
daughter, or suchlike, even wife, and that
she was sequestrating me.[1447] That is to say that Mahood,
seeing how little impressed I was by his trump card, whispered this hypothesis in my
ear, adding, I have said nothing.
[1448] I must
say it is not as preposterous as it looks, at first
sight.[1449] It even accounts for certain bizarreries
which had not yet struck me at the
time of its formulation, among others my inexistence
in the eyes of those not in the know, that is to say
all mankind.[1450] But assuming I was being
stowed away in a
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