It took me two years to find it, and it is this: a terrified woman, who has just heard a word she did not expect, who has already said one thing out loud to a doctor, leans over and asks her sister to say the same thing, not because she is constructing a defence but because she cannot survive the two of us contradicting each other in front of strangers.

That is a real reading.

I do not think it is the true one.

I think there was something more self-protective in it than that, and my sister has told me since that she does not fully know what she meant either, which I believe.

But it is a real reading, and I could not see it, because I was inside the window and a person inside the window cannot do subtlety.

What finally moved me was not conscience.