“I think I always hated her from the very beginning.⁠ ⁠… I struggled.⁠ ⁠… Or, no, no, don’t believe me; I could have but I did not want to save myself; I wanted to perish; this was dearer to me than anything else⁠ ⁠… and even now, even this minute, when I know already everything.⁠ ⁠… Do you know that I was summoned to the Well-Doer?”

“Yes, I do.”

“But what he told me! Please realize that it was equivalent to⁠ ⁠… it was as if someone should remove the floor from under you this minute, and you and all here on the desk, the papers, the ink⁠ ⁠… the ink would splash out and cover everything with blots.⁠ ⁠…”

“What else? What further? Hurry up, others are waiting!”