{"id":50,"date":"2013-06-07T12:52:00","date_gmt":"2013-06-07T12:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=50"},"modified":"2015-06-26T19:27:34","modified_gmt":"2015-06-26T19:27:34","slug":"the-death-of-the-reader-a-story-by-julio-cortazar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=50","title":{"rendered":"The Death of the Reader (A story by Julio Cortazar)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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A few days ago he had started the novel but for reasons of urgent business he had stopped reading it. \u00a0He went by train to his estate. \u00a0Upon his arrival he gave several orders to his butler and then quietly settled into his study to finish reading his novel, which was in its final chapters. \u00a0He found himself keenly interested in the plot of this one. \u00a0He placidly caressed the velvet of the green armchair which he was lying in.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The novel became more interesting as it progressed; it witnessed the final encounter between a woman and her lover. \u00a0They met in a cabin in the woods. \u00a0Between them lay branches, dry leaves, and furtive paths. One branch injured the lover, and his blood flowed while the woman kissed him; he responded by pushing her away. \u00a0For a long time, they had planned the crime against her husband; now they were going to perform it.<\/span><\/div>\n
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It was beginning to get dark. \u00a0They parted in the woods that surrounded the estate. \u00a0She would head north and he along the opposite path. \u00a0He watched her depart with her hair loose. \u00a0He remembered the woman\u2019s words: \u201cfirst a blue living room, then a carpeted staircase. \u00a0At the top, two doors, two rooms, both unoccupied, no-one in them. \u00a0Then the study with long windows; to the left the green velvet chair and in it the man reading the novel\u2026 and the dagger in the hand of the anxious lover\u201d.<\/span><\/div>\n
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\u00a0 By\u00a0Lida Prypchan \u00a0 A few days ago he had started the novel but for reasons of urgent business he had stopped reading it. \u00a0He went by train to his estate. \u00a0Upon his arrival he gave several orders to his butler and then quietly settled into his study to finish reading his novel, which was … <\/p>\n

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