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Оглавление‘WHAT’S Africa like?’ they asked.
‘Weary.’
He had a big house outside the town and a small workshop in the centre, just opposite the abandoned house of Jean Berbeck.
Jean Berbeck decided one day that he would never speak again. He kept his promise. His wife and two daughters left him. He died. No one wanted his house, so now it was abandoned.
Buying and selling silkworms, Hervé Joncour earned a sufficient amount every year to ensure for him and his wife those comforts which in the countryside people tend to consider luxuries. He took an unassuming pleasure in his possessions, and the likely prospect of becoming truly wealthy left him completely indifferent. He was, besides, one of those men who like to witness their own life, considering any ambition to live it inappropriate.
It should be noted that these men observe their fate the way most men are accustomed to observe a rainy day.
