During t days of    greedy o live timeless life of traveler. Obedient to no man, depe only on    a goal before to every e of Paradise; t of     to moment: sun, rain, fog, sno, and ime does    for tory, or ambition, or t bizarre idol called progress and evolution, in e or crude, artful or a day of creation, before tory of tincts and needs. elligent or stupid; ing fragility of all living ttily and fearfully eacure carries its bit of omac, tablisor,    all existence is transitory, t life is stantly ing, t merciless icy deathe os all around.

        ts mots turning as openness and sta intimacy ed and molded Goldmunds soul. But mind and ist, and t. Any life expands and floradi.    are reason and sobriety    toxication?    is sensuality    deatanding be?    is love    ternal mortal enmity of the sexes?

        Summer sank aumn; painfully Goldmund struggled tter mont-smelling spring. ily to ten t t, eerie onrusely droinctive basi -filled moments of rest, overlooking a floing valley, ist. ely to    ting nonsense of life ransform it into sense.

        One day er ure or raveled any    by    titiously attaco    get rid of e some time. t like Viktor. o Rome, a still young man,    isan. For a time te. Gallus monks, and o Rome. It ion and    opportunity to carry it out. tunity preseself maker. t annouo er t notop ting out on o Rome, to satisfy one for ubborn, and instead of taking care of t out on    er. o travel, and to ty, an ination to linger in ty of cuals, a deligisms, burials, inse, and burning dles. tle Latin, but    striving for learning but ratemplation and quiet adoration in ts. ely zealous altar boy. Goldmund did not take     a sliginctive surreo    time of    entedly set out aality of cloisters and parsonages, looked at tains and at t very    all famous s, and breatayed aered tle er ime takeies and privileges of trious etmakers assistant, and ruled over    turned pilgrim soon realized    needed. ioned setting out on neravels, no one asked o stay.    take it too muco .    on pilgrims clot out    a goal, straigly vagrant. Copper souvenir s from well-known pilgrim sinkled around his body.

        Goldmund,    small toraveling panion. Goldmund pleased ly. y, rengt used to eaco get along    tolerate:    and ig exist. During t nor ask questions nor sole Goldmund; one o let . Robert    long in learning ticed t Goldmund kne of Latin verses and songs by . one figures outside tals of a caty rokes, and    e of God and practically a magi. Robert also sa Goldmund e of ain till o admire .

        One day terrupted in an ued mas armed ed to t turn around at ond never e back, t ten to deatopped and ; tone against . uro Robert, but Robert arted running. ts advaeningly, and Goldmund    to follo ed for he middle of a field.

        "You ran like a ; laug;But o place armed sentinels outside tten little too let people in—I    all means."

        Robert didnt kain experiences in an isolated farm m made t. ted of a , a stable, and a barn surrounded by a green crop    trees, lay strangely still and asleep: tfalls, no c a sound. In tyard, a coood in t ime to milk epped up to to table; it    to ts stra t find a soul to tonised ead. Several times t ts; no ao open it. to    unlocked, and ered tc;God bless you," ;Nobody ; t remained silent. Robert stayed outside. Impelled by curiosity, Goldmund advanced furt, a strange, disgusting smell. to it: sparks still gleamed at ttom under ciced someoting in t beside tting t looked like an old o be under a spell. itap ouced    s stir and    sting in a cobo ;S;     so make sure, ried to revive tcil a flame s up and o lig up to till open, stariy and leaden. tting in the chair. ell, she was beyond help.

        iti o a ba,    or nine, . tle fists. t Goldmund. As to tters    p in. Carefully inguisor the floor.

        ty, and tra from under cray ss. In tiffly on    back t ly in unfamiliar colors of deat er    and    yet been pletely absorbed by t o a ely entangled in ss and bla, lay a big, o tra lig and ttled in tousled linen, lay a raw-blond as sains in her dead face.

        Goldmunds eyes traveled from corpse to corpse. terribly disfigured, but o te desire to flee, especially in t resign itself to dying. tubbornness and    eeply, rigidly into t of a tlefield. , taut, stubbornly trolled posture iful; it    been a petty, coouctle corpse of ts belly across told not ture across ts told a great deal: inpreruggle against un o ttentively. ts in t encill, it all tra for ness, of fate. It    it stirred    arated his soul.

        Robert side, iend fear. Goldmund , but at t    ty and cy, pared to ty of t anss calls; ely to t of t strange mixture of -felt passion and cold observation of tist. ook in all tails: t figures, tterns in    , and raerrible smell! like ill gloely filled rated by deat faces; rats    t ot and poorest performa and deg, udied it.

        Finally Roberts yelling outside to disturb    out.    .

        " ; rangled voice. "Isnt t eyes you ;

        Goldmund measured him coolly.

        "Go in and take a look. trange farm. Afteriful co;

        antly Robert e, discovered tting at t out a loud scream w s, .

        "For ting t be?    ao smell."

        Goldmund smiled.

        "Youre a great ; but you came back out too fast. A dead old ting in a c is indeed a strange sig if youd eps fartraill. t. tire family. ts w;

        stared at ;Noand     to let us into terday. Os all clear to me. ts tayed in time, maybe you even touc a e near me, Im sure youre ied. Im soldmund, but I must go, I t stay ;

        uro run but    reprimand, and mercilessly o tugged.

        "My dear little boy," one, "youre more intelligent t t. ell,    in t farm or village. Yes, its probably t safe and sound. But, little Robert, I t let you run a, and ed yourself in t let you run off to lie do of eart oo sad to bear. Listeion to    going to say it t     you or it     me. taying togetogetogets a promise. And if I die, t care. But until t! e need eac your trap; I dont    to    some ;

        t moment on Goldmund anded and Robert obeyed, and bot. Robert made no more attempts to flee. ;Y. I didnt like your face     you    t isnt tely. as it so terrible, ;

        "It    terrible," Goldmund said slo;I sa does not a you and me and everybody, even if    catc;

        As t, reigning over t let strangers in; ot treet. Many farms stood deserted; many unburied corpses lay rotting in tarved in stables; otock ran ; ted many a goatlet let at t and drank erless cellar. t it tasted only o t lived in stant fear of t sick at t of ten ely beside    t    time, for to be a preventative, a o see if bumps were f on s.

        Goldmund often scolded and made fun of    s. Fasated and depressed, ri try, attracted by t of t deatumn,    imes to ic face h.

        One day to a small to side tes defensive ramparts ray    tianding up t tes. Robert refused to eoo go iolled. A priest came out of ty gates, a cross in s, ts, the animals on.

        Robert disappeared, s at a s distaeps fartery: a ed    vast as a ood and looked on as ts affs and boat ossed to t    sly creep bato ty. No one ried to t. Goldmund looked in: fifty or more persons lay top of tiff and acg, an arm or a leg rose in t fluttered timidly in the wind.

        begged    on o flee to beg, for    look tion in and tration on    dreadful curiosity t oo familiar.    able to o town.

        es, and at teps many toes rose up in al sound of ttling of carts and many ote and coarse, all braided togeto a    bore o many forms of le, and unication. e, in ty street, not by t noisy cter of a running o a roll; t out to ed foldmund to place money into t    cursing, closed tle    into t paying. Before tty ood a roed leaves tery. From anot street Goldmund saty girl standing becil s    smile spread over her blushing face.

        "Soon t;    face out of the window.

        "Not sick yet?" ;ty of deato t;

        ions.

        "Dont t over too long. I mean it," Goldmund called up to ;Are yers? Strangers, I see. e along t t to    of fun ime. e along, little bro;

        Sant and surprised. Sloed street and till at to see urn. So er    up es, a small bundle in ied around her head.

        "s your name?" he asked.

        "Lene. Ill go s so y; everybody is dying. Lets leave. Lets leave."

        Not far from tes Robert ared    once.    cursed plague     only crazy, it empting God. ,    going to stay ience o an end.

        Goldmu    until o say.

        "t; ;no y pany. ays    I    to do you a favor too, Robert. Listen: for a y , or ress, and youll be our friend and live o be a little pleasant and friendly now. All rig;

        O was deligo souches …

        No, said Goldmund, no one , it rictly forbidden to tout you dare!"

        All t in sileo talk. o see sky and trees and meado ri city, more ell. And so clear    of all told so many aories: ttle to ors er tting, because nobody came to take ters stole, pillaged, and o ts o t of tale so tell, and no oerrupted    listened uous terroldmund silent and unruffled, letting t and making no ent.    o say? Finally Lene greired, tream dried up, s of words.

        Goldmund began to ly o sing, a song s, and    o smile; Robert listened, deligrange man!    ts rose up far over tains, weps.

        "Youre in sucoday," said Robert.

        "Of course Im in a good mood today, I found sucty love. O t you beomorrotle o ill toget musumn, t t;

        "O; s;Ive seen lots of t;

        "Your    same mus smells just as good. Sill c;

        t day t t. Perters    it. It stood empty, and t agreed t t and a    stray goats and aken a fine one along hem.

        "ell, Robert," said Goldmund, "alter, you maker. ere going to live    build us a partition for our castle, to make t. e dont    to eat; today    be satisfied s milk, no matter tle tomorro to look for food."

        Immediately everybody set to    to find stra s and cut small birake a     finis in one day and t evening    outside to sleep in t playmate in Lene, s deeply loving. Gently ook o ime, listening to , long after sired and satiated. led close to    flat pit into iful, beautiful and fleeting as iful and ed fast.

        tition of t ty. All t it finally. Robert ed to s alked about all ted to build, if only ools, a straig o be satisfied ting a dozen small bird building a coarse sturdy fen t. But, o be filled in ed ju took time, but it became gay and pretty; everybody    to gater t, and Goldmund scoured ttle ted. Robert    t: tamination as    it age: ttle to eat. t    not far a corpses time, and Goldmund proposed to move to t ratay in t Robert s like to see Goldmuer ty    over    to be smoked and ouund didnt find mucs, a milk pail, a fe one day    tray c a little prettier eac took anot into servid also found a small field full of turnips. t a    far aen sang as they worked.

        One day, as t togettled life, Lene said suddenly in a dreamy tone: "But ;

        No one ans laugared strangely aually Leiced t    of er, t    of remaining sucime in t t she was among wayfarers. She hung her head.

        to a c;Youre a peasants daugs al be afraid. Youll find your    last forever. to your parents, or to urn to ty and earn your bread as a maid. But nos still summer. Deat t t    is pretty, and s ime as ;

        "And after; Lene asked violently. "After is all over? And you go a me?"

        Goldmund caug it softly.

        "Silly little girl," ;ten tside tes o be lying in t tle nig. t you escaped, be glad t your dear life is still in your veins, t you    still laug;

        Sill not satisfied.

        "But I dont    to go a; s;Nor do I    to let you go.    soon all will be finis;

        Once moldmund ans    in his voice.

        "About t, little Les ing    if    fire to t te aalked enoug;

        Ss , but a shadow had fallen over her joy.
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