The Bath

"...he walked down through the garden and descend all the way to the lake, where he comfortably undress in a dilapidated bathing shack whose cracked boards admitted the sunlight, then he threw himself into the water. He swam far out ,he was in such good spirits. What swimming person, provided he is not about to drown can help being in excellent spirits? It appeared to him as if the calm, warm smooth surface of the lake were taking on a curved, vaulted shape.The water was simultaneously cool and tepid. Perhaps a faint breath of wind came whispering across it, or else a bird flew past above his head , hight up in the air."

“…he walked down through the garden and descend all the way to the lake, where he comfortably undress in a dilapidated bathing shack whose cracked boards admitted the sunlight, then he threw himself into the water. He swam far out ,he was in such good spirits. What swimming person, provided he is not about to drown can help being in excellent spirits? It appeared to him as if the calm, warm smooth surface of the lake were taking on a curved, vaulted shape.The water was simultaneously cool and tepid. Perhaps a faint breath of wind came whispering across it, or else a bird flew past above his head , hight up in the air.”

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