Then as he faced us again: "I can't begin. " "You'll show it to the master?" "I ought to have done so on the instant. Consciousness of place came ebbing back to him slowly over a vast tract of time unlit, unfelt, unlived. His prayers and fasts availed him little for the suppression of anger at hearing his mother sneeze or at being disturbed in his devotions.
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