Dying with shame, I held out the sheet of paper. He read it over, and I noticed a tiny smile jump out of his eyes, jump down his face and slightly wagging its tail, perch upon the right angle of his mouth.⁠ ⁠…

“Somewhat ambiguous, yet.⁠ ⁠… Well, you may continue; we shall not disturb you any more.”

He went splashing towards the door as if in a ditch of water. And with every step of his I felt coming back to me my legs, my arms, my fingers⁠—my soul again distributed itself evenly over my whole body; I breathed.⁠ ⁠…

The last thing: U- lingered in my room to come back to me and say in my very ear in a whisper: “It is lucky for you that I.⁠ ⁠…”