Chapter 3August 10, 1968

Oh, good.

They know a work is being done.

Good... (Mother laughs ironically).

Mon petit...

(Mother looks a little stronger: she remains standing while giving flowers to Satprem and Sujata.

Satprem gives Mother the offering of his pension.)

Satprem has become a rich man! (Mother laughs)

Is there nothing we had to do?... I am sure I had to show you something... which I had to do with you.

(silence)

It’s something I did with you last night.

(Mother goes into a long contemplation)

There’s a perceptible improvement, but it’s still impossible to speak.

Did you have something to ask?

What’s the time?... Quarter past eleven. It’s a LONG TIME since I could rest so peacefully – a long time.75