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 —A key of the piano. Yes, yes and what else?

—When he speaks since I hurt him  when he speaks, his voice rings in my consciousness for a long time after Like a bell. And that hurts. I pity him so.

—[Concerned.] I see, my dear. Only I am afraid it is neither remorse nor pity.

—What then?

—A bit of internal disorder the lungs  the heart [Puts his ear to her chest.] Take a deep breath. Now sigh. [ sighs.] Say, "Professor."

—[Looks at .] Professor

—[Dryly.] The heart.

—[Sorrowfully, reproachfully.] You are making fun of me, Hyacinth.

—Not at all, my child. The matter is very serious. Tell me, dear. When did you begin  er  to pity him so?

—Before. Here in this room Quite suddenly He said something

—What did he say?

—[Looks at .] He will remember the word.

—What was it, my son?

—I know, father. It was when I said that I, too, was a world in myself.