An unpublished tale by Proust

The writer Marcel Proust.

"Never, never", I repeated those words that she had told me and that, due to the frightening silence of the waiting that had preceded them and the despair that had followed them, had allowed me to hear my heart for the first time, which with identical He stubbornly pronounced these words: "Always, always."

And now, when one hurt the other to death, those two refrains alternated desperately and I heard them very close and very deeply, like those blows that throb without rest at the bottom [

] of deep wounds.

So when my servant came in to tell me that the cook ...

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