Chapter Thirty.
are back together in the apartment with him, Diotima Galileo and if they are silent on the couch, hugged each other. The tension of the day did not affect the pleasure of being together, and indeed, increased tenderness.
"Now for some 'we do not think so ... I expect the call Narlikar from time to time and maybe some jackal ... not all go out for that," he adds pointing menacingly on the cell plasma.
"Do you think that I exclude from the investigation? The fund is a common ... "
" Do not can do it, you're part of the structure, if you request it I will rebuke the wall and resign immediately. "
She looks at him and runs his hand through his hair.
"look as you say, but do not make rash decisions and warm your resignation are very strong weapon to be used at the right time. Infuse more we know, the better to be inside ... it's better than staying out, if the threats now, maybe you welcome them and exclude, if the threat when you already know something is different ... "Galileo
sighs. "Yeah, I guess you're right ... but that's enough really."
They smile, then both the eye falls casually the book, unexpectedly left on the table. They look at both pass the same thought in mind, but it is Diotima to move first. This goes to get him back on the couch and scratch and lies down beside him.
"Read me something ..."
"It's strange, this book ... since I left there, everything has changed, I do not know what that means ..."
Then, after a moment of uncertainty, it begins to leaf through it.
"But where shall I read ... you ..." Diotima
interrupts him by asking his hand on his arm.
"Where you came along, it does not matter a bit ... 'I know the story. Two brothers who are parties, a little 'adventures, the baby who falls in love but leave the same ... by law, otherwise we start with our conjecture. "
Galileo reached soon on the page where it left off ... It was a light that
Antonio saw first, a soft light and swinging, but no uncertainty. The cry went out from the heart as an animal that is left free and even moved his arm, pointing in the direction she came from that signal. The others looked again and saw the light that he had seen first. Their eyes, the first skeptical, broke up in a smile, then in the url of joy and laughter. Heard them from the shore and began to scream and turn in the middle of the noise caused by storm, their voices seemed almost incoherent chants, chanting voices and sweet. Someone made the sign of the cross, others wept, others did not believe that the landing point was so close. Then they began to see shadows that moved by signs indicating the direction to take. It made all aware that the faint light was produced by a dozen torches that the wind and rain died out continuously, but there was always someone who resisted, so the light does not ever completely obscured. The shadows grew and hooded men shouting, and soon found themselves in a river close to them, then in a narrow channel and then again as large in the rain felt even stronger but also farther away. They realized after a while that they were protected in a small bend of the river, under a roof of straw, wood and earth, who bravely resisted the impact of wind and rain. Having escaped the danger came time to cast an eye to the goods but find that the damages were a few early and remedied, was the same for everybody and this increased the joy and cries of joy. They went down together, shouting and hugging, their foreign languages \u200b\u200bto each other were not an obstacle to mutual understanding. What happened next, however, was even more exciting, in the midst of the yelling excited Antonio distinctly heard a voice speaking in Portuguese. He threw himself on that side, responding to his time, but no one noticed him, and only after a while 'Miguel and Francisco, who had lost sight of, drew near, laughing, asking that her reason to speak Portuguese. He did not have the courage to tell them what he had heard and thought he had been wrong, or that Miguel had escaped their expression in language that was amplified venot bringing it up to him ... and when later asked if there were any among those present Portuguese, everyone looked a little surprised. Galileo
interrupted herself, seized by a sudden thought. Diotima raises her face toward him.
"It's strange this novel ..."
removes himself from Diotima, sitting supported to one side of the sofa for a better look.
"About what you say ..."
"This is a stroke of genius ... it is clear that Antonio, he thought he heard the mother tongue because the narrow escape him back to his mother and his father, who died in a wreck ..." Diotima
looks at him questioningly, "Yes, yes, but ..."
"I mean it is not always so brilliant, it seems written by different hands and sometimes you do not understand what the criteria has been put together ..."
"Maybe it's just so ... or perhaps the strength is the story about the ... read on. "
They kiss before returning to lie, Galileo supported the other side of the sofa and she again nearly lying on him, just holding the book high above his head at her.
The food was good and so is the wine was nice to stay at the table and wait for the night. The wind was still strong but its intensity was decreased, at times still raining and the river swells again. The thought of that fury still put him in fear.
Many patrons began to rise while others, fewer in number, occupied the free tables. It was at that while they were distracted by a noise coming from the stairs, turned in that direction and saw two shadows descend. Francesco, Antonio and Miguel looked at and understood that was bound to be the man, the wise, as the landlord had called him when, after a little dry and refreshed, came up with him on the first floor to store your luggage in the room where they slept. It was precisely in that moment that the landlord had addressed them in a mixed English and French had asked not to make too much noise, then he added: "Hay is a sage, an hombre de religion, de ici faith ..." . The three had nodded without understanding fully what he wanted to communicate to them and then came down for dinner. Now I could see well. In fact there were two, not just one. The first wore a dress very rich but, on closer inspection turned out to be small when compared al suo portamento. Cominciò a scendere i gradini, appoggiandosi alla parete e tenendo lo sguardo fisso davanti a sé; dietro di lui un altro vestito più modestamente, forse un suo inserviente, teneva al guinzaglio un cane di taglia modesta, ma che parve a tutti regale come il suo padrone. L’uomo era anziano. Discese lentamente e dietro di lui, l’inserviente e l’animale misuravano i passi tenendosi a una certa distanza. Si sedettero infine a un tavolo accanto al loro e dalla posizione in cui si trovavano, potevano osservarlo bene. Francesco e Miguel, dopo un momento d’attenzione, si dedicarono di nuovo al cibo e al vino, mentre Antonio era più incuriosito di loro di quella presenza; anzi, aveva provato un brivido d’emozione seeing the man down the stairs and then sit at the table. The silence was lowered into the room, a respectful silence and attention, so much so that Frank and Miguel forono forced to lower his voice, although none of these had requested. The man raised his arm, was the signal for the landlord, who approached. It was then that Antonio put a sharper focus to his profile and his eyes were more alive in his gait and his face a little thin if not dug his nose looked too big and clumsy as an addition. However, the sharpness of her features made her face stern and swift, strong-willed. The eyes looked around quickly and you could see in them a certain irony, mixed with a bit of sadness. It was a moment however, as soon as the attendant leaned over and began to chatter. When they had finished talking to each other the host turned to the servant, and he began to order, while the other watched their dialogasre without intervening. Antonio, which was right in front of him, unlike Francis, who gave him his back and Miguel that he could see the side and saw how he understood very well the responses of the host but leave it to his companion. That way, he could appear arrogant, but seemed motivated by something else. Something bothered him the need to eat. Several times in fact, had shaken his head in denial. Finally pointed yes a few times and then the landlord walked away, did not understand, Antonio, those words, but something caught it and noticed that they might not have otherwise eaten by them. Once you have finished ordering the man's eyes began to swirl around the room bright waiting for something. This time it was
Diotima to stop reading, raising new session.
"You have no idea who this character might be? It reminds me of someone ... "
" For so little? I have no idea ... maybe if we just understand each other more than ... "
" Wait a minute ... "Diotima gets up and takes a beer from the fridge. Galileo indicates that he wants a. When the glasses are filled with both drinking and then sitting side by side, Galileo is about to resume reading.
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