Musilese XII

Nearing the end of Volume 1: A Sort of Introduction and Pseudoreality Prevails, I suppose there is a sense of closure: just a little bit.

Clarisse attempts to seduce Ulrich:
"I want the child from you!" Clarisse said.
Ulrich whistled through his teeth in surprise.
She smiled like an adolescent who has misbehaved with deliberate provocation. 
Ulrich prepares to go to the train station because of his father's death:
He remembered saying casually that he would probably have to either write a book or kill himself. But the thought of death, thinking it over at close range, so to speak, did not in the least correspond to his present state of mind either; when he explored it a little and toyed with the notion of killing himself before morning instead of taking the train, it struck him as an improper conjunction at the moment he had received the news of his father's death!

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After I take a little detour, or is it breather (I'm currently reading Joseph Roth's collection of feuilletons, What I Saw: Reports from Berlin), onto volume two of Musil's unfinished opus: Into the Millennium.
 

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