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After
all
these
callings
hither
and
thither
,
these
pluckings
and
searchings
,
I
shall
fall
alone
through
this
thin
sheet
into
gulfs
of
fire
.
And
you
will
not
help
me
.
More
cruel
than
the
old
torturers
,
you
will
let
me
fall
,
and
will
tear
me
to
pieces
when
I
am
fallen
.
Yet
there
are
moments
when
the
walls
of
the
mind
grow
thin
;
when
nothing
is
unabsorbed
,
and
I
could
fancy
that
we
might
blow
so
vast
a
bubble
that
the
sun
might
set
and
rise
in
it
and
we
might
take
the
blue
of
midday
and
the
black
of
midnight
and
be
cast
off
and
escape
from
here
and
now
.
'
'D
rop
upon
drop
,
'
said
Bernard
,
's
ilence
falls
.
It
forms
on
the
roof
of
the
mind
and
falls
into
pools
beneath
.
For
ever
alone
,
alone
,
alone
,
--
hear
silence
fall
and
sweep
its
rings
to
the
farthest
edges
.
Gorged
and
replete
,
solid
with
middle-aged
content
,
I
,
whom
loneliness
destroys
,
let
silence
fall
,
drop
by
drop
.
'
But
now
silence
falling
pits
my
face
,
wastes
my
nose
like
a
snowman
stood
out
in
a
yard
in
the
rain
.
As
silence
falls
I
am
dissolved
utterly
and
become
featureless
and
scarcely
to
be
distinguished
from
another
.
It
does
not
matter
.
What
matters
?
We
have
dined
well
.
The
fish
,
the
veal
cutlets
,
the
wine
have
blunted
the
sharp
tooth
of
egotism
.
Anxiety
is
at
rest
.
The
vainest
of
us
,
Louis
perhaps
,
does
not
care
what
people
think
.
Neville
's
tortures
are
at
rest
.
Let
others
prosper
--
that
is
what
he
thinks
.
Susan
hears
the
breathing
of
all
her
children
safe
asleep
.
Sleep
,
sleep
,
she
murmurs
.
Rhoda
has
rocked
her
ships
to
shore
.
Whether
they
have
foundered
,
whether
they
have
anchored
,
she
cares
no
longer
.
We
are
ready
to
consider
any
suggestion
that
the
world
may
offer
quite
impartially
.
I
reflect
now
that
the
earth
is
only
a
pebble
flicked
off
accidentally
from
the
face
of
the
sun
and
that
there
is
no
life
anywhere
in
the
abysses
of
space
.
'
'
In
this
silence
,
'
said
Susan
,
'
it
seems
as
if
no
leaf
would
ever
fall
,
or
bird
fly
.
'
'
As
if
the
miracle
had
happened
,
'
said
Jinny
,
'
and
life
were
stayed
here
and
now
.
'
'
And
,
'
said
Rhoda
,
'
we
had
no
more
to
live
.
'
'
But
listen
,
'
said
Louis
,
'
to
the
world
moving
through
abysses
of
infinite
space
.
It
roars
;
the
lighted
strip
of
history
is
past
and
our
Kings
and
Queens
;
we
are
gone
;
our
civilization
;
the
Nile
;
and
all
life
.
Our
separate
drops
are
dissolved
;
we
are
extinct
,
lost
in
the
abysses
of
time
,
in
the
darkness
.
'
'S
ilence
falls
;
silence
falls
,
'
said
Bernard
.
'
But
now
listen
;
tick
,
tick
;
hoot
,
hoot
;
the
world
has
hailed
us
back
to
it
.
I
heard
for
one
moment
the
howling
winds
of
darkness
as
we
passed
beyond
life
.
Then
tick
,
tick
(
the
clock
)
;
then
hoot
,
hoot
(
the
cars
)
.
We
are
landed
;
we
are
on
shore
;
we
are
sitting
,
six
of
us
,
at
a
table
.
It
is
the
memory
of
my
nose
that
recalls
me
.
I
rise
;
"
Fight
,
"
I
cry
,
"
fight
!
"
remembering
the
shape
of
my
own
nose
,
and
strike
with
this
spoon
upon
this
table
pugnaciously
.
'
'
Oppose
ourselves
to
this
illimitable
chaos
,
'
said
Neville
,
'
this
formless
imbecility
.
Making
love
to
a
nursemaid
behind
a
tree
,
that
soldier
is
more
admirable
than
all
the
stars
.
Yet
sometimes
one
trembling
star
comes
in
the
clear
sky
and
makes
me
think
the
world
beautiful
and
we
maggots
deforming
even
the
trees
with
our
lust
.
