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[0462] not make him wonder. [0463] He was sometimes
tempted by the knowledge of these strange
and sometimes beautiful things that all his
life he would have about him ^{all his life}. But from his
lack of understanding of them he drew a kind
of joy, as from all that went to swell the
murmur, You are a simpleton.

[0464] But he
loved the flight of the hawk and could it dis-
tinguish it from all others. [0465] He would stand
gazing motionless at the long pernings, the
trembling poise, the wings lifting for the
plummet pounce ^drop, the angry reascent, fascinated
by such extremes of need, of pride, of patience
and of solitude.

[0466] I shall not give up yet. [0467] I have finished
my soup and sent back the little table to its
place by the door. [0468] A light ^lamp has just been lit ^{light has just gone on}
in one of the two windows in the of the house across
the way. [0469] By the two windows I mean those I
can see always, without raising my head from the
pillow.

[0470] Actually By this I do not mean
two whole windows, but one whole one and part
of the other. [0471] It is in this latter that the light has
just gone on. [0472] For an instant I could see the woman
coming and going. [0473] Then she drew the curtains.
[0474] Until to-morrow I shall see her no more, her
shadow perhaps from time to time. [0475] She does
not always draw the curtains.

[0476] The man
has not yet come in. [0477] I have demanded
certain movements from my legs and feet.
[0478] I know them well and could feel the effort
they made to obey me. [0479] I have lived with them
that little space of time, filled with drama,
between the message received and the lamentable
response.

[0480] To old dogs the hour comes when, whistled
by their master sending setting forth at dawn
with his stick he in his hand, they cannot spring
after him. [0481] Then they stay lying in the kennel,
or in the basket, although they are not chained,
x and listen to the steps receding. [0482] The man
too is sad. [0483] But the clean pure air and the sun
soon console him, he thinks no more about his
old companion, until evening. [0484] The lights