Capitolo 23
matter. Lifting with a crane his/her neck up to his/her ears they reddened, he observed and
resurveyed the car, complaining himself/herself/itself: "Thing is become of all the people?"
An a little nervously her Rather young Girl started to laugh. "Nobody has
gone", she said, "except--the Young Electrician."
With a grunt of the incredulity the trip Salesclerk sharpened above to the
window and it peered at out through the cold that deepens on the glass.
Curiously her Rather young Girl followed his/her fixed look. Already through the
cold panorama, white, monotonous, snow-smothered the pale afternoon
light was starting to lower, and against the diminution red and it reddens
lines of the winter sunset the figure of the Young Electrician, with the
crowding little package on his/her shoulder, you/he/she was vaguely drawn, with a
amazing mysticism almost, as the figure of a non terrestrial Traveller
starting before on a non terrestrial trip in a non terrestrial West.
"To the not him the beautiful boy!" almost exclaimed the trip Salesclerk with
impassioned vehemence.
"Because, I am sure I don't know!" coldly says a trifle her Rather young Girl.
"Because--he/she would take me a true long time--to decide only as--beautiful him
it was. But--" with a rapid mollification of his/her voice--"but him certainly
ago one to think of--the beautiful things--Blue Mountains and Forests Verdi,
and Pino Aghi Brown, and a Long, Firm you Drag, takes on the shoulders to
shoulder--with an opportunity of finally to heat the heart of one to a
hearth-fire--greater than a sunset!"
Together its small hands unconsciously went grabbing out to the edge
of his/her place, as if only a taking on plush could contain her/it
imagination back to fly aloft in a miraculous world, little relative
where women didn't idle about the whole day on carpets that wait for men that
come--the floorings.
"Oh, my God!" she shouted with sudden passion. "I desire me I could have
he/she lived only a day when the world was new. I desire--I desire me I could have