I remember her looking at me with a strange intentness. Possibly my face at that moment expressed all my absurd and incoherent feelings. My eyes were bloodshot. There was foam at the corners of my mouth. As to the Schlangenburg, I swear on my honor that if she told me to jump from it I'd have jumped. Even if she'd said it as a joke, even if she'd spat at me with scorn while telling me to leap, I'd have obeyed.