Capitolo 74
where of the love story and youth it ended: some strangest in a far
land,--walking some afternoon in those quieters hinders where every human creature
histories end; a bird in autumn in the naked branches that play the flute of his
the mortality and its heart that sing with the bird of one lost to him--lost
to him in his/her his/her own country.
On the other side of the door the silence was that of a grave. You had
felt confident--till now as her you/he/she was waited for anything--that he is able
speak to her through the door, you try to open him/it, you beg with her to open
it. Nothing of some happened kind.
Because he/she didn't return? What arrow would you/he/she have been able to separate him from him?
The silence started to weigh on her.
Then in the calm of oral time she felt him/it quietly moving himself/herself/itself around,
becoming for bed ready. There were the same movements, family to her
for years. You would not open the door, she could not leave her to it,
you/he/she could not be standing, any support was nearby, and she sank to the floor and
he/she sat there, while his/her eyebrow tilting himself/herself/itself against the lintel.
On the other side the calm preparations followed.
You felt him/it take away his/her coat and vest and it hang them on the back of
a chair. The buttons made a small sound that scrapes off against the wood.
Then he went away from his/her costume designer and takings his/her collar and it laces, and him
open a drawer and it placed out a night-shirt. You felt the squeak of
a chair under him as him threw a foot and then the other on through
his/her knee and takings away his/her shoes and it throws. There he/she contacted then her the
soft movements of his/her naked feet on the carpet (despite his/her agony the
the old impulse started in her to warn him/it on its slippers). Then
follows the to brush of his/her teeth and the deliberate bathing of his
hands. Then the puff of breath was audible with which he extinguished his
shines after him the era become low; and then,--on the other side of the
door,--only above of his/her ear its knock played.