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[0192] is, I who am so interested in professions. [0193] And to think I try
my best not to talk about myself. [0194] In a moment I shall talk about
the cows, about the sky, if I can. [0195] There I am then, he leaves me,
he's in a hurry. [0196] He didn't seem to be in a hurry, he was loitering,
I've already said so, but after three minutes of me he is in a
hurry, he has to hurry. [0197] I believe him.

[0198] And once again I am I
will not say alone, no, that's not like me, but,how shall I say,
I don't know, restored to myself, no, I never left myself, free,
yes, I don't know what that means but it's the word I mean to use,
free to do what, to do nothing, to know, but what, the laws of the

[0198] mind perhaps, of my mind, f^that for example water rises in proportion
as it drowns you and that you would do better, at least no worse,
to ol^bliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes
of words till all is blank and flat and the whole ghastly business
looks like what it is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery.

[0199] So I doubtless did better, at least no worse, not to stir from
my observation post. [0200] But insteae^d of observing I had the weakness
to return in spirit to the other, the man with the stick. [0201] Then
the murmurs began.again. [0202] To restore silence is the role of objects.

[0203] I said, Who knows if he hasn't simply come out to take the air,
relax, stretch his legs, cool his brain by stamping the blood down
to his feet, so as to make sure of a good night, a joyous awakening,
an enchanted morrow. [0204] Was he carrying so much as a scrip?

[0205] But the
way of walking, the anxious looks, the club, could these be
reconciled with one's conception of what is called a little turn.
[0206] But the hat, a town hat, an old-fashioned town hat, which the least
gust would carry far away. [0207] Unless it was attached under the chin,