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The Idiots

by Joseph Conrad
We were driving along the road from Treguier to Kervanda. We passed at a sma trot between the hedges to an earth wa on each si of the road; then at the foot of the st ascent before Ploumar the horse dropped into a walk, and the driver jump down heavily from the box. He fli his whip and cl the incline, stepping clumsily uphill by the side of the carriage, one hand on the footboard, his eyes on the ground. Aft a while he lifted his head, po up the road with the end of the whip, and said-- "The idiot!" The sun was shi violently upon the undulating surface of the land. The rises were topped by clumps of meagre trees, with their branc showing hi on the sky as if they had been perc up stilts. The small fields, cut up by hedges and stone walls that zig-zagged over the slopes, lay in rectangul patches of vivid greens and yellows, resembling the unskilful daubs of a nai picture. And the landscape was divided in two by the wh streak of a road str in lo loops far away, like a river of dust crawling out of the hills on its way to the sea. "Here he is," said the driver, again. In the long grass borderi the road a fa gli pa the carriage at the level of the wheels as we dr slowly by. The imbecile fa was red, and the bullet he wi close-cropped hair seemed to lie alone, its chin in the dust. The body was lo in the bushes growing thick along the bott of the de ditch. It was a boy's face. He mi have been sixteen, judging from the size--perhaps less, perhaps more. Such creatures are forgott by time, and live untouched by yea till de gathers them up in its compass bosom; the faithful death th ne forgets in the press of work the most insig of its children. "Ah! there's another," sa the man, wi a certain satis in his tone, as if he had caught si of something expected. There was another. Th one stood nea in the middle of the road in the blaze of sunshine at the end of his own short shadow. And he stood wi hands pushed into the opposite sleeves of his lo coat, his head sunk between the shoulders, all hunched up in the flood of heat. From a distance he had the aspect of one suffering from in cold.