Jarmila
“He extracted one of these cogs using tweezers, held it up to the light, twirled it in his fingers, eyes half-shut.
“Here it is, dear sir! Either the cog was badly cut and was acting up for that reason or it wasn’t lying dead level, thus distorting the entire mechanism of your watch. I can’t say which as I don’t have the appropriate tool with me: do you want to come back tomorrow evening?” I replied that come tomorrow I’d be on my way to Paris. He seemed sorry about this, but remained silent....“Please keep the watch,” I said. “You’ve laboured over it and I have another at home, a gold watch.”“Keep it? No, that’s out of the question! Give me your address, I’ll send the watch on.”“All right. I live in rue Monsieur, number nineteen. Do you want to make a note of that?”“What for? My memory is far too good, I remember everything as though it were etched upon it as on stone. You’re an educated man. Can you teach me how to forget?”
“If that’s all,”MoreLess
“Here it is, dear sir! Either the cog was badly cut and was acting up for that reason or it wasn’t lying dead level, thus distorting the entire mechanism of your watch. I can’t say which as I don’t have the appropriate tool with me: do you want to come back tomorrow evening?” I replied that come tomorrow I’d be on my way to Paris. He seemed sorry about this, but remained silent....“Please keep the watch,” I said. “You’ve laboured over it and I have another at home, a gold watch.”“Keep it? No, that’s out of the question! Give me your address, I’ll send the watch on.”“All right. I live in rue Monsieur, number nineteen. Do you want to make a note of that?”“What for? My memory is far too good, I remember everything as though it were etched upon it as on stone. You’re an educated man. Can you teach me how to forget?”
“If that’s all,”MoreLess
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