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And he: "When are you getting the hell out of the following? ... " and he or she: "Can't you speak another approach . . . what is the use, Georges, why may still we . . . " And he: "All correct, while are you going? " and he or she: "I do not know, no longer earlier than she's useless. " And he: "She's . . . what does she need to do with it, what do . . . " and he or she: "I. . . " And he: "Oh o.k., very well, i do not care, you listen me, i could not care much less, in the event you basically knew how a lot i do not care . . . " And after he had long gone she lay there for really decades, nonetheless immobile, the unlit cigarette nonetheless among her lips until eventually she got rid of it, stared on the rainy tip a second as she licked her lips to take away a grain of tobacco, ultimately shedding the cigarette at the desk beside the ashtray, then nonetheless mendacity evenly at the mattress, her hand sometimes touching the flat region among her ear and her eye, and a bit later her face seen to her in the course of the lens of tears, showing above her, a drowned masks within the toilet reflect, emerging to the outside via eco-friendly depths, blurred, as if liquid, dissolved within the crystalline transparency of tears, rising from it gradually—like the picture a photographer focusses on his lens—while she bathed her eyes, the outlines, the beneficial properties transforming into sharper until eventually they have been completely transparent, the eyes dry now, the stippled students nonetheless gazing their snapshot, empty and chilly now, expressionless, whereas her hand automatically reached for the powder puff, relocating it throughout her nostril, her brow, throwing it away, settling on up (the hand carrying on with the move with none pause) a towel (and maybe, on the comparable second, the shoulders shrugging, the lips tightening), furiously wiping off the powder, then choosing up the chilly cream, starting to unfold it over her face, then surroundings down the jar, back wiping the freshly greased pores and skin with the towel, the eyes nonetheless mounted, immobile, on their lonesome picture, extraordinarily calm, then turning away (moving, capable of consider herself relocating, as if she was once weightless, floating in a terrifying calm, a void): she became out the sunshine, got here out of the rest room, walked throughout the bed room (she grew to become out the sunshine the following too), crossed the corridor and, beginning the door, came upon herself no longer within the presence of or involved with, yet so that you could converse contained in the death-rattle filling the room, the bad darkness, the wrinkled hand now mendacity immobile at the sheet, the face (the papery masks of Rameses II) within the lamplight darkened through the headscarf draped over the color (as if dying had whatever indecent approximately it and demanded, like fornication, secrecy, an attenuated gentle, surrounded itself, needed to be surrounded with those discreet precautions meant to masks the by some means obscene, intolerable personality concerned with those severe moments: getting into this global and its communicate, leaving it) having a look much more dessicated, shrivelled, wizened, in order that it appeared greater than ever out of percentage with the death-rattle, the sound of bellows that escaped from it, Louise immobile on the foot of the mattress, staring with one of those horror, of astonishment (and of uprising, of rage), considering: "It's impossible she's making, she will be able to make all that noise, and for thus lengthy .

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