Quiet, let Gombrowicz talk.
One day, strolling astern, on the boards of the deck I noticed a human eye. [...] I continued my uninterrupted walk, debating whether to tell the captain and Smith—the latter had appeared on the steps of the forward hatch.
"There's a human eye on the deck over there."
He pricked up his ears. "I'll be f . . . sp . . . Where? Is it one of a pair?"
We heard the captain's voice from the upper gangway:
"Has something happened, Mr. Smith? Why did you curse?"
"Those . . . dr . . . da . . . " Smith replied angrily, "Those . . . ba . . . pr . . . they're starting to play the eye game."
—"The Events on the Banbury"
“But God, God exists!” I finally stammered, with the last of my strength, desperately seeking something to hold onto; “God exists,” I added more quietly, for the Lord’s name had rung out so inappropriately that everyone fell silent, and their faces showed all the ominous signs of a faux pas having been committed—and I merely waited to be shown the door!
“Ah yes,” replied Baron de Apfelbaum after a moment, pulverizing me with his unparalleled tact.—“Cod?—cod exists—it swims in the sea!”
—"Dinner at Countess Pavahoke's"
This is an amazing collection. You should read it.
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