I began to worry about him. He was strong and healthy, but a man must
eat in order to live. For the next three days he ate nothing. At every
meal the food lay untouched on the plate in front of him. He did not
look at the food, or at us. He seemed to be looking at something quite
close to him, something we could not see. His fierce black eyes followed
it with such eager interest that he sometimes stopped breathing for as
much as half a minute.
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