“If there were many more like you around, we'd have nothing left to live on. We'd have to close down the Timesaving Bank and dissolve into thin air.”
He broke off, staring at Momo as if she were something he could neither understand nor cope with.
His face turned a shade greyer. When next he spoke, it was as if he were doing so against his will - as if the words were pouring forth despite him.
At the same time, his face became more and more convulsed with horror at what was happening to him.
At long last, Momo heard his real voice, which seemed to come from infinitely far away.
“We have to remain unrecognized,” he blurted out. “No one must know of our existence or activities.
We make sure no one ever remembers us, because we can only carry on our business if we pass unnoticed.”
It's a wearisome business, too, bleeding people of their time by the hour, minute and second. All the time they save, they lose to us.”
We drain it off, we hoard it, we thirst for it. Human beings have no conception of the value of their time, but we do.”
We suck them dry, and we need more and more time every day, because there are more and more of us. More and more and more...”
The last few words were uttered in a sort of death rattle.
The man in gray clapped his hands over his mouth and stared at Momo with his eyes bulging.
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