CALYPSO
"Her spoon ceased to stir up the sugar. She gazed straight before her, inhaling through her arched nostrils.
- There's a smell of burn, she said. Did you leave anything on the fire?
- The kidney! he cried suddenly.
He fitted the book roughly into his inner pocket and, stubbing his toes against the broken commode, hurried out towards the smell," (U4.378)
