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[1124] little, she seldom showed hers^elf, to me, out of tact perhaps, fearing
to ^[⁁]alarm me. [1125] But I think she spied on me a great deal, hiding behind
the bushes, or the curtains, or skulking in the shadows of a first-floor
room, with a ^{[⁁]spy-glass} perhaps. [1126] For had she not said she
desired above all to see me, both coming and going and rooted to the
spot.

[1127] And to get a good view you need the ^{[⁁] keyhole}, the little
^[⁁]chink among the leaves, ^{and so on, whatever prevents you from being seen and from seeing more than a
little at a time}. [1128] No? [1128|001] ^{I don't know.} [1129] Yes, she inspected me, ^[⁁]little by ^[⁁]little, and even in my very
going to bed, my sleeping and my getting up, the mornings that I went to
bed. [1130] For in this matter I remained faithful to my custom, which was to
sleep in the morning, when I slept at all.

[1131] For it sometimes happened ^that
I did not sleep at all, for several ^[⁁]days, without feeling at all the worse
for it. [1132] For my waking was a kind of sleeping. [1133] And I did not always sleep
in the same place, but now I slept in the garden, which was large, and
now I slept in the house, which was large too, really extremely spacious.

[1134] And this uncertainty as to the ^[⁁]hour and place of my ^{[⁁]sleeping} must have
^entranced her, I imagine, and made the time pass pleasantly. [1135] But it is
useless to dwell on ^[⁁]this period of my life. [1136] If I go on long enough
calling that my life I'll end up by believing it. [1137] It's the principle
of advertising. [1138] ^[⁁]This period of my life. [1139] It reminds me, when I think
of it, of air in a ^{[⁁]water-pipe}.

[1140] So I will only add that this woman went on
giving me slow poison, slipping I know not what poisons into the drink
she gave me, or into the food she gave me, or both, or one day one, the
next the other. [1141] That is a grave charge to bring and I do not bring it
lightly.

[1142] And I bring it without ill-feeling, yes, I accuse her without
ill-feeling of having drugged my food and drink with noxious and insipid
powders and potions. [1143] But even sipid they would have made no difference,
I would have swallowed it all down with the same whole-heartedness.
[1144] That celebrated whiff of almonds for example would never have taken away