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"They like to touch it," he said with a sweet and kindly smile
"And I trust you," I said for my record "I trust you You saved my life, and I trust you And I don't knohy I should I e into another man Later I will think I dreamt it I've seen you vanish and come back Later I won't believe it I want this recorded too, by the scribe Jonathan Noe can begin your story, Azriel
"Forget this roo for ins, what a ghost re the cassettes turn "I've made my worst mistake already"
"And what is that, Jonathan?" he asked
"You have a tale you want to tell and you should tell it"
He nodded "Kindly teacher," he said, "let's draw a little closer Let's bring our chairs near Let's bring our little machines closer so that we can talk softly But I don't in that way I want for it all to be known, at least, to both of us"
We made the adjust I made a movement to clasp his hand and he didn't draw back; his handshake was firain, the little dip of his brows made him look almost playful But it was only the way his face was made-brows that curve down in the ently up and out fro froe point, and they make its smile all the more radiant
He took a drink of the water, a long deep drink
"Does the fire feel good to you, too?" I asked
He nodded "But it looks ever so much better"
Then he looked at et myself I'll speak to you in Aramaic, or in Hebrew So ue quickly"
"I will," I said, "but never have I so deeply regretted es The Hebreould understand, the Latin too, the Persian never"
"Don't regret," he said "Perhaps you spent that ti love My language should be that of a ghost-the language of you and your people A genii speaks the language of the Master hewho I ae for us That is sufficient"
We were ready If this house had ever been warmer and sweeter, if I had ever enjoyed the company of someone else more than I did then, I didn't recall it I wanted only to be with hi in my heart, that when he finished his tale, when somehow or other this closeness between us had co would ever be the same for me
Nothing was ever the same afterwards