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[2758] and now, hunted, he sought refuge near the centre.

[2759] He panted. [2760] He had only to rise up within me for me to be filled with
panting.

[2761] Even in open country he seemed to be crashing through jungle. [2762] He did
not so much walk as charge. [2763] In spite of this he advanced but slowly. [2764] He
swayed, to and fro, like a bear.

[2765] He rolled his head, uttering incomprehensible words.

[2766] He was massive and hulking,to the point of misshab^penness. [2767] And,
without being black, of a dark colour.

[2768] He was forever on the move. [2769] I had never seen him rest. [2770] Occasionally
he stopped and glared furiously about him.

[2771] This was how he came to me, at long intervals. [2772] Then I was nothing
but uproar, bulk, rage, suffocation, effort unceasing, frenzied and vain.
[2773] Just the opposite of myself, in fact. [2774] It was a change. [2775] W^And when I saw him
disappear, his whole body a vociferation, I was almost sorry.

[2776] What it was all about I had not the slightest idea.

[2777] I had no clue to his age. [2778] As he appeared to me, so I felt he must
have always appeared and would continue to appear until the end, an end
indeed which I was hard put to imagine. [2779] For being unable to conceive
what had brought him to such a pass, I was no better able to conceive how,
left to his own resources, he could put an end to it.

[2780] A natural end
seemed unlikely to me, I don't know why. [2781] But then my own natural ene^d,
and I was determined ^resolved to have no other, would it not at the same time be
his? [2782] Modest, I had my doubts. [2783] And then again, what end is not natural,
are they not all a^by the grace of nature, the undeniably good and the so-
-called bad? [2784] Idle conjectures.

[2785] I had no information as to his face. [2786] I assumed it was hirsute,
craggy and grimacing. [2787] Nothing justified my doing so.