No matter how lonely it is. I'm going to keep what they've given me and do great things for the world and for other people like you."
As I turned toward the door, I had the impression he was reaching out his hand toward me. But the whole damned thing was foolish.
I was just drunk and that was my own reflection in the mirror.
When I came out, Strauss wanted to put me into a taxi, but I insisted I could get home all right.
All I needed was a little fresh air, and I didn't want anyone to come with me. I wanted to walk by myself.
I was seeing myself as I really had become: Nemur had said it. I was an arrogant, self-centered bastard.
Unlike Charlie, I was incapable of making friends or thinking about other people and their problems. I was interested in myself, and myself only.
For one long moment in that mirror I had seen myself through Charlie's eyes—looked down at myself and saw what I had really become.
And I was ashamed. Hours later I found myself in front of the apartment house, and made my way upstairs and through the dimly lit hallway.
Passing Fay's room, I could see there was a light on, and I started toward her door.
But just as I was about to knock I heard her giggling, and a man's answering laugh. It was too late for that.
I let myself into my apartment quietly and stood there for a while in the dark, not daring to move, not daring to turn on the light.
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