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The Afghan captive
Every morning she talked to the maniac, and today also; it’s good that it was today also, because if he had not called just today, she would have suspected that he knew something in particular about that day; that it was her birthday and this would have been completely unpleasant – if he had even some information about her, apart from that unfortunate telephone number. He always called at eight o’clock in the morning. She tried to hang up the receiver and not go near it, he continued to ring with a maniacal (what else) perseverance, one time it lasted forty minutes, and she nearly went out of her mind, going about the flat with the mad ringing, and finally nevertheless giving in. She didn’t feel like unplugging the telephone. For what length of time to unplug it? Onl
