Manual Of Painting And Calligraphy - Plot & Excerpts
Olga the secretary came to collect the portrait, accompanied by a messenger (for the first time I noticed on the lapel of the man’s jacket the initials SPQR, and here I was thinking I had invented the anachronism), and she was in every way the efficient and solicitous employee with that touch of authority (by contamination and contrast) who had accompanied me to examine the portraits in the boardroom. She handed me the check, put the receipt I had written, stamped and signed, into a folder and politely said goodbye, without being hostile or aloof, simply neutral. I stood there listening to the clicking of her footsteps descending the stairs and other footsteps, those of the man, heavy and cautious, contrasting sounds, loud and soft, which diminished in unison, while keeping up the counterpoint, getting further and deeper into the spiral until they vanished into silence, the noise of the street, before resurging, transformed into the banging of car doors and the throbbing of an engine being started up before tailing off into the perspective of the road ahead and finally dying away.
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