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'Toine was vanquished. He had to hatch; he had to give up playing dominoes; he had to give up all active existence; -- for the old woman ferociously cut off his rations every time he broke an egg.
So he lived upon his back, with his eyes on the ceiling -- motionless -- his arms lifted up like wings -- while the chicken-germs were warmed against his sides.