Narcissuss long siege  succeeded in bringing Goldmunds secret out into time ly labored in vain to aeac could be told.

    Goldmunds description of ure. ted, and t a pallid name. Narcissus, to recognize t Goldmund  of ances or some kind of magic poed a portion of t.  notioning and teac imated the power of logic and spoken many useless words.

    But t bound o  of spending mucime toget been fruitless. In spite of t differences of ters, eaco being bet , t secret lanes. Gradually tive pos and expressions, making and—and sympations and feelings,  need for o soul developed in ter. t is ion bet neited—a conversation t touc t new, far-reacs.

    talking about astrology, a forbidden science t  pursued in ter. Narcissus  astrology tempt to arrange and order t types of o tures and destinies. At t Goldmund ed: quot;Youre forever talking of differences—Ive finally recognized a pet t difference t is supposed to exist betance, it seems to me t t your strange determination to establis;

    Narcissus: quot;Yes. Youve  ts it: to you, differences are quite unimportant; to me, t matters most. I am a scure; science is my vocation. And science is, to quote your  termination to establiss essence couldnt be defined more accurately. For us, tant as tablis of differences; science is t of differentiation. Discovering in every man t winguiso know ;

    Goldmund: quot;If you like. One man  you. But coo,  any science.quot;

    Narcissus: quot;But ell one from t;

    Goldmund: quot;Neit;

    Narcissus: quot;Per can. Not t science is more intelligent t it ience; it remembers more t t obvious ceristics.quot;

    Goldmund: quot;So does any intelligent co put it plainly: you learned men are arrogant, you alupid. One can be extremely intelligent  learning.quot;

    Narcissus: quot;I am glad t youre beginning to realize t. Youll soon realize, too, t I dont mean intelligence  say, you are more intelligent, or less intelligent; better or .quot;

    Goldmund: quot;ts easy enougo understand. But you dont speak only of our difference in cer; you often speak also of te, in destiny. ance, siny be different from mine? e are botians, o lead ter, ernal bliss. Our destiny is turn to God.quot;

    Narcissus: quot;Very good. true, in tly like anot not in life. take Our Saviours favorite disciple, Jo ed  otrayed  tiny.quot;

    Goldmund: quot;Narcissus, you are a sop. ell never come toget kind of road.quot;

    Narcissus: quot;No road oget;

    Goldmund: quot;Dont speak like t.quot;

    Narcissus: quot;Im serious. e are not meant to come toget any more t to come toget is not our purpose to become eac is to recognize eaco learn to see t e and complement.quot;

    Goldmund was perplexed. he bowed his head, and his face was sad.

    Finally ;Is t  take my ts seriously?quot;

    Narcissus ated before ;Yes, t is  used to t. Believe me, t an intonation in your voice, not a gesture, not a smile t I dont take seriously. But your ts I take less seriously. I take seriously all t I find essential and necessary in you.  particular attention paid to your ts, ;

    Goldmund smiled bitterly: quot;Youve al;

    Narcissus remained firm: quot;Part of your t I consider a c. Remember elligent c be less intelligent t o assert its opinion in matters of learning, t take it seriously.quot;

    Goldmund said ;You smile at me even ters of learning! For instance, you al as ty, my efforts to advance my studies, my desire to become a monk ;

    Narcissus looked at ;I take you seriously  al a sc a monk—sc learned or logical or pious enougrary, you are not enoug;

    Perplexed and even , Goldmund er tion. And yet a feer o ime Narcissus o give Goldmund a picture of t natures t able.

    Narcissus alked o a fever;  t Goldmund ing  o temptation to say more tended;  himself be carried away by his own words.

    quot;Look,quot; ;I am superior to you only in one point: Im aimes. I call a man ao learn t about yourself is tential reason for your  me. In your case, mind and nature, consciousness and dream . Youve forgotten your c cries for you from t il you .

    quot;But enoug! Being aronger t in  is  you are superior to me, my dear Goldmund—or rat;

    Goldmund ened onis, but at t;youve forgotten your c;  notice; en kept s raigo find  see Goldmunds face tch suddenly.

    quot;I … superior to you!quot; stammered Goldmund, feeling as though his whole body had been lamed.

    quot;; Narcissus continued. quot;Natures of your kind, rong, delicate senses, ted, ts, lovers are almost alo us creatures of take your being from your motrengty to feel. ures of reason,  live fully; en seem to guide and rule you. Yours is tude of life, t, tiful landscape of art. Your ing in an airless void. You are an artist; I am a t t; I . For me tars. Your dreams are of girls; mine of boys …quot;

    Goldmund listened, orical self-intoxication. Several ruck Goldmund like so and asked  ;Once I broke do of you and burst into tears—you remember. t must not  once and let me be alone. Youve said terrible o me.quot;

    Narcissus  ter ternation t some of ed o t o leave  t moment and ated a second or t Goldmunds fro o allow ude he needed.

    time treme tension in Goldmunds soul did not dissolve itself in tears. ill, feeling deeply, desperately o . ally contracted , a ful o be looked in t time tears to overcome t t  ful?

    ed, pusing  o free s of a sest, loneliest parts of ter, tair into to t refuge of ter, into t of tretc flo of roses drifted tony air in s ant threads.

    it kno, Narcissus  out into touc in Goldmunds , er, looking for   find him.

    Goldmund anding under one of tone arc led from t into ttle cloister garden; on eacone-carved  o, toc , knotted omacal of one of to feel t trous ting, glaring, barking inside him.

    quot;Im going to die any moment,quot;  error. quot;Ill lose my mind and ts ;

    c t of too great; . ed; he drowned in longed-for oblivion.

    It isfactory day for Abbot Daniel. to ement, full of accusations, bringing up petty old jealousies, squabbling furiously. ened to togetoo long, ility in , ood up again, unrefresepped out into t a moment for some air, attracted by t on tones.  ened by teness of t  been a good day, and noo top it all! ried to lift t  up to t. ito call to carry Goldmund upstairs and to send Fato er p for Brother Narcissus, who soon appeared before him.

    quot;; he asked.

    quot;About Goldmund? Yes, gentle fat  aken ill or  and ;

    quot;Yes, I found ,   an accident t ed. I dont like t o me t you are someed , or at least kno, since you are so intimate. t is w;

    itrol of bearing and speec of ion s surprisingly violent effect on  s  ill humor.

    quot;trange conversations,quot; o remain calm. quot; you  described to me is a conversation t migerference  I migion. But youre not Goldmunds confessor. You are no ones confessor; you  been ordained.  t you discussed matters one of an adviser, t concern no one but ;

    quot;t; Narcissus said in a mild but firm voice, quot;are not yet knoo us, gentle fat frigion, but I  t tion ;

    quot;e s speaking of tion.  prompted you to ions ;

    quot;As you knoand icularly  I acted to t I knele better t;

    t shrugged.

    quot;I kno is your métier. Let us  you did not cause any . But is Goldmund ill? I mean, is anyt badly? ;

    quot;No, until today  is.quot;

    quot;And ot;

    quot; an age ;

    quot;I kno;

    quot;een.quot;

    quot;Eig is late enoug truggles are natural; everybody goes t is no reason to say t ;

    quot;No, gentle fat is not t Goldmunds soul ime; t is en a part of .quot;

    quot;A part is t?quot;

    quot;ed  kno  t lie tly, except t   an early age. I   it must be from  ed most of s, because ion of  make alented, original son. Notold me; I deduced it from signs.quot;

    At first t ly at t-sounding speecter roublesome co o t brittle, distrustful man; no time, uttered about Goldmunds mot s s ried to suppress t ed from   probably succeeded, because to offer o God, in atonement for hers sins.

    Never  less today. And yet—o know Goldmund.

    ion about t;I  intended to upset Goldmund so violently. I reminded   knoen  ruck rated ting so long.  me as ten told

    really a t.quot;

    a scolding but ion not to visit time being.

    Meano bed and ting beside  deemed it advisable to so consciousness by violent means. togetoo sick. Out of . Mean. t en somet kind of times. t congue.  tle use for  precocious, overly young teac o to do upid miser, ture, picked t scures of this world!

    er, and t came in, Fatill sitting beside taring into t a dear, trusting young face to sit beside it, o  migo a colic, of course;  o torted face, toated to formulate to  and observe. But if t grimly,  o look far for t, and  ime of it.

    t stepped up to t over tly drehe eyelids.

    quot;Can ; he asked.

    quot;Id rat a bit longer.  is sound. e must not let anyone in to see ;

    quot;Is ;

    quot;I dont t any race of a blo;

    quot;Do you t could be ;

    quot;I  rule t out. Do  dispute, an insult? t ainly explain it.quot;

    quot;e kno no one is alloo see ay il o. If anyts in t.quot;

    Before leaving, t once more over t of t to aken to art. oo, o see er. But Narcissus ainly rig: not all our striving! ful of t rig no one in till a novice,  been consecrated,  a monk, and  t ile? God alone knely y.

    It y, dizzy.   not  t; it didnt matter. But range land of experience urned? o some far-a also frigtable—and yet ten it.  been?   t o  had vanished again?

    ened deeply inside o t place from oday, angles of images rose before  of roses. t! ! Again he fell asleep.

    As  all, radiant  time  ;You ten your c; But , found it. Narcissuss voice. Narcissus? In a flasains of rubbisfulness vanis  -blue eyes.

    Fatir, ly ood up.

    quot;Is someone in t; Goldmund asked.

    quot;It is I,  t on.quot;

    ed ts glow fell over his well-meaning, wrinkled face.

    quot;But am I ill?quot; asked the boy.

    quot;You fainted, son.  your s take a look at your pulse. ;

    quot;Fine. t tired.quot;

    quot;I bet you are. And youll go rigo sleep. But first youll  s all made and ready. Lets drain a mug togeto good fellows;

    a small pitc wine in readiness.

    quot;So ; laug;A fine nig keep aion, my boy. Not ttle secret drinking in t. Prosit.quot;

    Goldmund laugasted t ened; asted sucaken care of

    and strange to be lying t, drinking a mug of s .

    quot;omac; the old man asked.

    quot;No.quot;

    quot;I t you probably  ts see your tongue. ell, fine, your old Anselms proved omorroay in bed and Ill come and take a look at you. Already t do you good. Lets see if t like a comac;

    toget  of t efully, delig  off to bed.

    Goldmund lay aenderness and innermost enticement. quot;O my mot possible, o forget you!quot;