Digital Manuscript ProjectMalone meurt / Malone Dies

[2475] cruel air, screeching with anger, then settled in the grass or on
the house-tops, mistrustful of the trees.
[2476] But that is all beside the
the point, like so many things.
[2477] All is pretext, Sapo and the birds,
Moll, the peasants, those who in the towns seek one another out
and fly from one another, my doubts which do not interest me, my
situation, my possessions, pretext for not coming to the point,
the abandoning, the raising of the arms and going down, without
further splash, even though it may annoy the bathers.
[2484] Try and go on.
[2485] Thxe pure plateau air.
[2486] Yes , Yes, it was a plat-
eau, Moll had not lied, or rather a great mound with gentle slopes.
[2487] The entire top was occupied by the domain of Saint John and there
the wind blew almost without ceasing, causing the stoutest trees to
bend and groan, breaking the boughs, tossing the bushes, lashing the
the ferns to fury and whirling leaves fury, flattening the grass
and whirling leaves and flowers far away, I hope I have not for-
gotten anything.
[2488] Good.
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