当时一道黄色的闪电在他的脚踝子骨四周闪过。顷刻间他一动也不动了。他没有叫唤，悄悄地像一棵树被砍倒在地上，连一点响声都没有，大抵因为沙地的原因吧。
"I have your sheep. And I have the sheep’s box. And I have the muzzle..." And he gave me a sad smile.
大抵另有另一个声音在答复他，因为他又说：“没错，没错，日子是对的，但地点不是这里……”
"And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure... and your friends w ill be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to them, ‘Yes, the stars always make me laugh!‘ And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you..."And he laughed again.
“统统的人都具有星星。对观光的人来讲，星星是领导。对有的人来讲，星星只是些小亮光。对学者来讲，星星就是他们切磋的课题。对我遇见的阿谁贩子来讲，星星是财产。但对这些人来讲，统统这些星星都不会说话。只要你的那些星星将是任何人都未曾有过的……”
我解开他一向戴着的金黄色的围脖，用水浸湿他的太阳穴，让他喝了点水。此时，我甚么也不敢再问他。他严厉地凝睇着我，双手搂着我的脖子。我感到他的心就像一只被枪弹击中而濒于灭亡的鸟一样在跳动着。他说：“我很欢畅，你终究修好了飞机。你不久便能够回家去了……”
我仍然不语。
但他并不答复我的题目。他对我说：“首要的事，是看不见的……”