Extraits du livre
Thus empires, offices and churches pass away, but the solemnity and importance of the Makosi family remain. Three wives, six sons, five daughters, a multitude of grandchildren, what should Makosi worry about? And who could tell him anything new?
K looked at the blue sky with a few birds floating in the air. It seemed that this shared silence was precisely the reason for his coming here. K has nothing wise to say, knows nothing that has meaning or validity. Makosi knows this, so he does not ask. This is what Makosi’s kindness and generosity are all about… And now they sit together and not a single awkward word has been spoken.
The time for refreshments came. Two girls from Makosi’s household brought in a tin tray with a cut melon. The red fruit was cut in half and then vertically into thick slices. The girls, perfectly mannered, surely daughters or relatives of the host, did not raise their eyes, but on bent legs, crouching, approached with the tray first Makosi and then K. Both of them took the soft, crumbling flesh in their fingers with pleasure and trickles of juice ran down their palms. The melon was warm and very sweet.