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[0469] raising my head from the pillow. [0470] By this I do not mean ^{the [⁁][the]}
two windows in their entirety, but one in its entirety 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 curtain.^[|] [0474] Until to-morrow I shall not see her again, her
shadow perhaps from time to time. [0475] She does not always draw the cur-
tain. [0476] The man has not yet come home. Home.

[0477] I have demanded certain
movements of my legs and even feet. [0478] I know them well and could
feel the effort they made^[₰] to obey. [0479] I have lived with them that
little space of time, filled with drama, between the message received
and the piteous resp^o[⁁][^o]nse. [0480] To old dogs the hour comes when, whistled
by their master setting forth with his stick at dawn, they cannot
spring after him.

[0481] Then they stay in their kennel, or in their
basket, though they are not chained, and listen to the steps
dying away. [0482] The man too is sad. [0483] But soon the pure air and the sun
console him, he thinks no more about his old companion, until
evening. [0484] The lights in his house bid him welcome home and a feeble
^[⁁]barking makes him say, It is time I had him destroyed.

[0485] There's a
n^[⁁]i[ⁱ]ce passage. [0486] Soon it will be eveⁿ better, soon things will be
better. [0487] I am going to rummage a little in my possessions. [0488] Then
I shall put my head under the blankets. [0489] Then things will be better,
for Sapo and for him who follows him, who asks nothing but to
follow in his footsteps, by clear and endurable ways.

^[⃞][0490] Sapo's phlegm, his silent ways, were not of a nature to
please. [0491] In the midst of tumult, at school and at home, he re-
mained motionless in his place, often standing, and gazed