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[2325] think we gazed at each other literally for hours, without wink-
ing. [2326] He probably imagined he could stare me down, because I am old
and helpless. [2327] The poor bastard. [2328] It was so long since I had seen a
biped of this description that I had my eyes out on stalks, as the
saying is, for fear of not being able to credit them. [2329] I said to
myself, One ^of these days they'll start grazing the trees. [2330] And the
face they have! [2331] I had forgotten.

[2332] At a certain moment, incommoded
by the smell probably, he squeezed himself in between the bed and
the wall, to try and open the window. [2333] He couldn't. [2334] In the morning
I didn't take my eyes off him. [2335] But in the afternoon I slept a little.
[2336] I don't know what he did while I was asleep, rummaged in my posses-
sions probably, ^{with his umbrella,} they are scattered all over the floor now. [2337] I thought
for a moment he had been sent by the funeral people.

[2338] Those who have
enabled me to live till now will no doubt see to it that I am buried
with a minimum of cerem^ony. [2339] Here lies Malone at last, with the dates
to give a faint idea of the time he took to be ^excused and then to
distinguish him from his namesakes, numerous in the island and be-
yond the grave. [2340] Funny I never ran into one, to my knowledge, not
one. [2341] There is still time. [2342] Here lies a ne'er-do-well, six feet under
hell. [2343] But for a moment only, I mean half-an-hour at most.

[2344] Then I
tried him with other functions, all equally disappointing. [2345] Strange
need to know who people are and what they do for a living and
what they want with you. [2346] In spite of the ease with which he wore
his black and manipulated his umbrella and his consummate mastery
of the block-hat, I had for a time the impression he was
disguised, but from what if I may say so, and as what? [2347] At a given
moment, yet another, he took fright, for his breath came faster and