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HIM: Nothing. ME: That very tiring. HIM NOTHING ME THAT'S VERY TIRING
ong of triumph. It showed that he knew more about good music than about good habits. As for me, I didn't know if I ought to remain or run away, to laugh or grow indignant. I stayed, intending to steer the conversation onto some subject which would rid my soul of the horror filling it. I was starting to find it difficult to endure the presence of a man who talked about a horrible action, a hideous crime, like a connoisseur of painting or poetry examining the beauties of a tasteful work or like a moralist or historian selecting and emphasizing the circumstances of a heroic action. I became gloomy, in spite of myself. He noticed that and spoke to me. HIM: What's the matter? Are you feeling ill? ME: A little. But it will pass. HIM: You have the worried look of a man upset about some distressing idea. ME: That's it. After a moment of silence on his part and mine, during which he walked around whistling and singing, to get him back to his talent I said to him: "What are you doing at present?  AND MADE UP ON HIS OWN A SONG OF TRIUMPH IT SHOWED THAT HE KNEW MORE ABOUT GOOD MUSIC THAN ABOUT GOOD HABITS AS FOR ME I DIDN'T KNOW IF I OUGHT TO REMAIN OR RUN AWAY TO LAUGH OR GROW INDIGNANT I STAYED INTENDING TO STEER THE CONVERSATION ON TO SOME SUBJECT WHICH WOULD RID MY SOUL OF THE HORROR FILLING IT I WAS STARTING TO FIND IT DIFFICULT TO ENDURE THE PRESENCE OF A MAN WHO TALKED ABOUT A HORRIBLE ACTION A HIDEOUS CRIME LIKE A CONNOISSEUR OF PAINTING OR POETRY EXAMINING THE BEAUTIES OF A TASTEFUL WORK OR LIKE A MORALIST OR HISTORIAN SELECTING AND EMPHASIZING THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF A HEROIC ACTION I BECAME GLOOMY IN SPITE OF MYSELF HE NOTICED THAT AND SPOKE TO ME HIM WHAT'S THE MATTER ARE YOU FEELING ILL ME A LITTLE BUT IT WILL PASS HIM YOU HAVE THE WORRIED LOOK OF A MAN UPSET ABOUT SOME DISTRESSING IDEA ME THAT'S IT AFTER A MOMENT OF SILENCE ON HIS PART AND MINE DURING WHICH WE WALKED AROUND WHISTLING AND SINGING TO GET HIM BACK TO HIS TALENT I SAID TO HIM WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT PRESENT
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