
[1662] And as for neglecting the essential, I fancy
there are few things I do better, arrested by
the contradictory information in my possession,
regarding this phenomenon.
[1663] But to return to
my weak points, I repeat that they have evolved
normally, by the seaside, yes, I have noticed
nothing abnormal.
[1664] Either because I did
not pay sufficient heed attention to them, absorbed as
I was in the metamorphosis of my excellent
leg, or else because there was in fact nothing to
engage my attention, in this connexion.
[1665] And
barely had I left the shore no sooner had I left
the shore, harried by the dread of waking one
fine day, far from my mother, with my two
legs as st rigid as my crutches, than they began
to gallop,
[1665] I refer to my weak points, till their
weakness was the weakness almost of death,
with all its [xxx xxx] the disadvantages
that such a thing entails, when the points affected
are not vital points.
[1666] I situate at this period
the ignominious capitualation of my toes, in
the very heat of the battle as it were.
[1667] This, you
may object, falls under the same heading
as my legs, and [does not] does not call for separate
mention, since I was already debarred, toes or
no toes, from putting my foot to the ground.
[1668] Admitted.
[1669] But [y] do you even know which foot we
are talking about?
[1670] No.
[1671] Neither Nor I.
[1672] Wait till
I see.
[1673] No, you are right, strictly speak speaking
they were not a weak spot point, I refer to my toes[,]
on the contrary, they were in excellent condition,
or so I thought, apart from a few corns, bunions
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