In a Glass Cage Page #3

She wanted to kill you.

"I grazed his neck

to better feel his fright."

She-- she must go.

She's going, isn't she?

Then we'll be alone.

We'll go on together.

We will start again.

"I continued caressing myself;

my hands leveled with his eyes.

He squinted slightly

as he watched.

She must go.

We must be alone.

I only look for you.

"I masturbated on his face.

I felt his loathing invade me--

giving me pleasure."

She must die.

"Want a cigarette, kid?

Do you?

Do you?"

Yes?

Your husband wants to see you.

Clean him up.

I never want to see you again.

You'll leave tomorrow.

No, not I.

Good night.

Angelo?

What happened?

Nothing.

Your mother left.

I'm scared.

Sleep with me tonight.

Of course.

- Please?

- Of course.

Come.

Taking some fresh air?

I'd better put this away.

Fridays are worse.

I have to bring more food.

I'll go down to the cellar

to fix the olives.

- There's no need.

- What?

- To fix olives.

- Why not?

- When did she leave?

- Yesterday.

Just like that?

She showed me

what to do first.

She'll be back

in a couple of months.

Those foreigners.

She said that there was no need

for you to come meanwhile.

- Who'll do the shopping?

- I will.

And who'll take care of him

when you go?

No problem.

If I can't, Rena can do it.

Anyway, it's their business.

By the way,

they owed me two weeks.

Yes, you're right.

How much is it?

Of course.

She left me the money.

Go to the kitchen,

I'll be right back.

Morning.

Hi.

Where's the curtain?

Well, if you don't want

to answer me--

Rena tore it down playing.

I'll hang it later.

Sweet Lord.

You'll break your neck one day.

Show me how the stove works.

Come along.

I've told the maid to leave.

I need money.

Tell me where it is.

I did it for you... and Rena.

Please.

In my desk

in the right-hand drawer.

But it's probably locked.

Where's the key?

Griselda wore it on a chain

around the neck.

- What are you doing here?

- Nothing.

Leave me, please.

Well, I'm off.

I'm glad

to have worked for you.

And when the lady comes back

just call me.

And if you need

anything at all, well--

just let me know.

Lord.

It's that machine--

it makes me so nervous.

It's like being at the movies.

Well, I'd better leave.

It's getting late.

It gets dark.

I could fall down

and who'd find me?

Goodbye.

Don't be so serious, sir.

It can't be that bad.

"Fire. We were late.

Nervously,

I played with my stick.

We crossed

the barbed wire fence...

from right to left.

We did it quickly.

Further away,

the bonfires smoked.

Smoke also came out

of a nearby barrack.

We finally reached it.

Some 20 children

were waiting for us.

They looked like all

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