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And
she
kissed
his
cheek
and
went
from
the
room
and
he
lay
smelling
the
wind
that
blew
from
the
hidden
machine
below
,
rich
with
the
odor
of
those
roasted
chestnuts
that
sold
in
the
autumn
streets
of
a
Paris
he
had
never
known
.
.
.
A
cat
moved
unseen
among
the
hypnotized
dogs
and
boys
to
purr
against
the
garage
door
,
in
the
sound
of
snow
-
waves
crumbling
down
a
faraway
and
rhythmically
breathing
shore
.
Tomorrow
,
thought
Leo
Auffmann
,
we
’
ll
try
the
machine
,
all
of
us
,
together
.
Late
that
night
he
awoke
and
knew
something
had
wakened
him
.
Far
away
in
another
room
he
heard
someone
crying
.
"
Saul
?
"
he
whispered
,
getting
out
of
bed
.
In
his
room
Saul
wept
,
his
head
buried
in
his
pillow
.
"
No
.
.
.
no
.
.
.
"
he
sobbed
.
"
Over
.
.
.
over
.
.
.
"
Saul
,
you
had
a
nightmare
?
Tell
me
about
it
,
son
.
"
But
the
boy
only
wept
.
And
sitting
there
on
the
boy
’
s
bed
,
Leo
Auffmann
suddenly
thought
to
look
out
the
window
.
Below
,
the
garage
doors
stood
open
.
He
felt
the
hairs
rise
along
the
back
of
his
neck
.
When
Saul
slept
again
,
uneasily
,
whimpering
,
his
father
went
downstairs
and
out
to
the
garage
where
,
not
breathing
,
he
put
his
hand
out
.
In
the
cool
night
the
Happiness
Machine
’
s
metal
was
too
hot
to
touch
.
