:37:08
I don't know
if you know,
:37:11
but I don't care.
I'll tell you.
:37:13
I did make an offer...
:37:16
but I was rejected.
:37:21
Now Kitty's nothing more than a
painful, humiliating memory. lt's over.
:37:27
I was hanging down
that dark well,
:37:29
but the one thing
I held onto
:37:31
was work.
:37:33
I clutched it and clung to it
with all my might.
:37:39
once I lost my temper
with a bailiff
:37:41
and in a fit of anger took a scythe
and began mowing.
:37:45
It calmed me,
:37:47
So I resolved
to mow with them... all day long.
:37:59
As I mowed,
:38:01
I lost all count of time.
:38:04
I had no idea whether
it was late or early.
:38:08
A change came about my work,
which gave me intense satisfaction.
:38:12
When I forgot what I was doing
and mowed without effort,
:38:16
My line was almost
as smooth and good as Titus'.
:38:22
More and more often now
came those moments of oblivion.
:38:26
When it was not my arms
which swung the scythe,
:38:30
the scythe seemed to mow
by itself.
:38:33
Some external force
seemed to propel me on,
:38:38
as though by magic...
:38:41
the work did itself
regularly and carefully.
:38:47
These were the most
blessed moments.