
[0165] cur you meet, carry it the time needed for it to love you and you
it, then throw it away.
[0166] Perhaps he had come to that, in spite of
appearances.
[0167] He disappeared, his head on his chest, the smoking
object in his hand.
[0168] Let me try and explain.
[0169] From things about
to disappear I turn away in time.
[0170] To watch them out of sight, no,
I can't do it.
[0171] It was in this sense he disappeared.
[0172] Looking away
I thought of him, saying, He dwindles, dwindles.
[0173] I knew what I
meant.
[0174] I knew I could catch him, lame as I was.
[0175] I had only to
want to.
[0176] And yet no, for I did want to. [0177] To get up, to get to
the road, to set hobbling off in pursuit of him, to hail him, what
could be easier.
[0178] He hears my cries, turns, waits for me.
[0179] I am up
against him, up against the dog, gasping, between my crutches.
[0180] He
is a little frightened of me, a little sorry for me, [0181] I disgust him
not a little.
[0182] I am not a pretty sight, I don't smell good. [0183] What
is it I want?
[0184] Ah that tone I know, compounded of pity, of fear, of
disgust.
[0185] I want to see the dog, see the man, at close quarters,
know what smokes, inspect the shoes, find out other things.
[0186] He is
kind, tells me of this and that and other things, whence he
comes, whither he goes.
[0190] There I am then, informed as to certain
things, knowing certain things about him, things I didn't know,
things that troubled me, even things that never troubled me.
[0191] What
language.
[0192] I am even capable of having learnt what his profession
is, I who am so interested in professions.
[0193] And to think I try my
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