- Well of course you're not happy with this, he said to himself and sketched a smile. Then, though it was silence, he remembered there were other people there. But no one seemed to have noticed his remark. It was like they were dead too. Except for one, who was checking his shoes. So he went outside, without looking once more at the dead. But before going out the door, he stopped by the man with the shoes, bowed to his ear and whispered "Your shoes are fine, the finest thing in here". And then, yes, he stepped out the door feeling quite joyous.
The sun was shinning beautifully on the sky. No cloud up there, only birds cutting the air down here. He was feeling so full of energy that he could not bear to ask himself if he has ever been so alive. "I had to see a dead man to realize how alive I am. Poor me..." With this thought in mind he went down the five steps of the church, sensing well in his ears the noise his shoes made on that sandstone as the lawyer was coming towards him to shake hands.
- You don't look too shook down.
- Is it that obvious? I'm starting to be ashamed of it.
- Let's go for a walk. There's something I have to show you. It won't take long.