-At last a human!
She had said it with a cry of desperation.
-What do you want, my Lady?
-I want you to help me …what else?
-Right, what else…At your service, tell me.
-I want…
-Yes…
– What I want I don’t even know…I want to leave and to stay…
– Pardon me?
– My little chest, please.
-Yes, of course.
And even if at first it seems too heavy, the employee is surprised by the lightness of its being and looks at the Lady in a strange way.
-Did something surprise you?
-Its weight, my Lady.
-It’s my soul, Sir.
-I understand.
They get on the train a little before the Master and the disciple that barely caught up to them.