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[1274] my troubles were nearly over, has been to no purpose whatsoever.
[1275] But my horse-sense tells me I have not yet quite ceased to
gasp. [1276] And it summons in support of this view various consider-
ations having to do for example with the little heap of my posses-
sions, my system of nutrition and elimination, the couple across
the way, h^the changing sky, and so on. [1277] Whereas in reality all that
is perhaps nothing but my worms.

[1278] Take for example the light that
reigns in this den [1279] and of which the least that can be said,
really the least, is that it is bizarre. [1280] I enjoy a kind of night
and day, admittedly, often it is even pitch dark, but in rather
a different way from the way to which I fancy I was accustomed,
before I found myself here.

[1281] Example, there is nothing like
examples, I was once in utter darkness and waiting with some
impatience for dawn to break, having need of its light to see
to certain little things which it is difficult to see to in the
dark. [1282] And sure enough little by little the light came back and
I was able to hook with my stick the objects I required. [1283] But
the said light, instead of being th^e dawn, turned out in a very
short time to be the dusk.

[1284] And the sun, instead of rising higher
and higher in the sky as I expecte confidently expected, calmly
set and night, the passing of which I had just celebrated after
my fashion, calmly fell again. [1285] Now the reverse as you might say,
I mean day closing in the twilight of dawn, I must confess to
never having experienced, and that goes to my heart, I mean that
I cannot bring myself to declaring^e that I experienced that y^too.
[1286] And yet how often I have implored night to fall, all the livelong