Daniel Castelain

 


 

To begin with there could be two different towns fairly far away from each other and in a room in an hotel in both the one and the other, standing by the wash-basin, a man respectively making an identical movement in the mirror…There could be a third town too, and another man, having left his hotel, paid the bill and gone to the station in this other town and asked there for a ticket to that town, exactly, where the man and woman will perhaps meet, in fact this man coming from this other town might be going to meet the other two characters, for some reason or other, getting on the train at the same moment as the other man would be getting on the other train in the other town, both trains being on their way to the same terminus.
 

 

 

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