Beyond the metal railing, a mirror on the wall reflects the light of my own eyes, my own thoughts, my own actions. How could I live without feeling my soul perish, how could I deal with the demands of the moment by plunging into the married life! At the end of an exhilarating search, I had my savages, I asked for nothing more than to be one of them, to share their days, their pains, their rituals. Alas! they didn’t deserve my adoration: my prayers were unanswered, my faith was shaken, my treasure was uncommitted. I began to live out my days in the country, in search of an occasion when I would be able to perform the miracle I had vowed to give them. Unfortunately, the moment came, and it was equally as disappointing: I fell into a mine, and died trying to get to the other side.