I only half-watched the movie. I was thinking about the statue,and the boy. Had I dreamed of him? If not ,how had he disappeared like that? I realized that his clothes had not looked like the clothes of a modern eighteen-year-old,but more like those of a college boy years ago.
What did it mean?what had I seen? It was a fascinating
Mystery. It was cold ,dark,and foggy when I came out of the cinema, but inside the bus it was warm and comfortable. I soon started to fall asleep.