e bit of eacrolled, matter-of-fact yet compelling voice. ened gratefully, alt at first understanding t of to feel o seek t morning ill tired from to tle. But noeacook pleasure in traig iring voice.

    But arted and realized a little s e some time. And  to realize it; ticed too and passed it on in  him from all sides.

    quot;; asked one of th a grin.

    quot;A fine sc; jeered anot;o be a true pillar of t lesson!quot;

    quot;Lets put to bed,quot; proposed anoto carry er.

    Goldmund artled; it made ruck out at tried to free  puncimes, and o till . o be standing nearest, and  fistfigrong; everyone c eagerly. ood es before  suddenly ttered and ered and faced till standing on t, alone. Astonis t of a flus scarred face.

    quot; o you?quot; Fatin asked quot;Arent you Goldmund? ;

    quot;O; said t;I got even ;

    quot;it;

    quot;I dont kno kno. One of t ;

    quot;art it?quot;

    quot;Im not sure. No, I guess I started it myself. teasing me and I got angry.quot;

    quot;An auspicious beginning, my boy. Noen to me. If I catcing in to supper!quot;

    itcrying to smootousled blond h his fingers as he ran.

    Goldmund t t  act in ter edly, es at table. But t.  moment on  t o the school.