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Vanda, don’t be nervous. You’re delusional. Maybe I’m wrong, but I think she’s full of remorse for what she did to poor Firmino. Do you think she talks like someone who has remorse? She displays a cruel face and seems to relish. That’s why I suspect she feels remorse. How much longer? A few more hours. After a fall like this, the trauma, shock multiple fractures on the base of the skull. A few more hours he won’t make it until tomorrow. Since today we expect him to die. I must say, though it’s not good, that he doesn’t make it until tomorrow. In medicine there are no certainties. Although he should die before tomorrow. Is there a possibility that he lives? It is impossible. Although there are no certainties in medicine. However, if he lives I would say it’s a miracle. Nobody jumps into the air without damage. At least if I died on the spot. He must be suffering a lot. I don’t think he suffers greatly, he is sedated with morphine. If I may Can you come back later? I think not, I can do no more. The nurses can take care of everything. With your permission. Goodbye. I’ll see you to the door. I can’t stay inside. Nor me, I get impressed. His face frightens me. The doctor sedated him with morphine, but his face expresses pain. Attention. No, the other way. Why the coffin, if he is still alive? But he’s more dead than alive. Of course not. Note for the lady. We didn’t hurry beauty. It’s amazing they have already ordered the coffin. Only Vanda could do it as fast. There is not a nice gesture. I don’t think it was Vanda’s initiative, but the undertakers’. It seems like they know when there’s a dying man in the house. They think of everything: Best quality, lowest prices. Simply call when someone is about to die. And even if the person survives, you cannot go back. Maybe I’m wrong, but I think it was Vanda who made the request. No, no I’m sure. We all must die, but suicide never. For me, no one knows how one’s going to die. I’m not saying I know how I’ll die: Perhaps an incident of ulcer or another of the many ways there are to die.