LXVI

      "Oh! See who we have here."

      He tried not to look at the owner of the voice. He preferred to keep telling his instinct that the voice was but some optical illusion. He took more delight in saying to his rage they what it had heard was but some figment of imagination and was far from the reality. He didn't know what to believe. He wanted to believe but didn't know how to go about it. He hoped that he wouldn't have the course to go through the courses he had been ignoring so far. He hoped that he wouldn't have to resort to violence. He would try as much as possible to tell himself lies for as long as possible till he would be unable to bear it anymore. He knew of course that would get to a point where he wouldn't be able to bear it anymore. It did seem to him as though it had gotten to that verge. He wasn't so sure though. He couldn't be sure though. He was hoping that he would be able to figure