Голод
Part II
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Isitwithopeneyes,amazedatmyownfind,andlaughforjoy.ThenIbegintowhisper;someonemightspyonme,andIintendedtokeepmydiscoveryasecret.Ienteredintothejoyousfrenzyofhunger.Iwasemptyandfreefrompain,andIgavefreereintomythoughts.
InallcalmnessIrevolvethingsinmymind.WiththemostsingularjerksinmychainofideasIseektoexplainthemeaningofmynewword.TherewasnooccasionforittomeaneitherGodortheTivoli;4andwhosaidthatitwastosignifycattleshow?Iclenchmyhandsfiercely,andrepeatonceagain,"Whosaidthatitwastosignifycattleshow?"No;onsecondthoughts,itwasnotabsolutelynecessarythatitshouldmeanpadlock,orsunrise.Itwasnotdifficulttofindameaningforsuchawordasthis.Iwouldwaitandsee.InthemeantimeIcouldsleeponit.
Iliethereonthestretcher-bedandlaughslily,butsaynothing;giveventtonoopiniononewayortheother.Someminutespassover,andIwaxnervous;thisnewwordtormentsmeunceasingly,returnsagainandagain,takesupmythoughts,andmakesmeserious.Ihadfullyformedanopinionastowhatitshouldnotsignify,buthadcometonoconclusionastowhatitshouldsignify."Thatisquiteamatterofdetail,"Isaidaloudtomyself,andIclutchedmyarmandreiterated:"Thatisquiteamatterofdetail."Thewordwasfound,Godbepraised!andthatwastheprincipalthing.Butideasworrymewithoutendandhindermefromfallingasleep.
