Chapters (24)
- Copyright
- Dedication 1
- Dedication 2
- Epigraph
- The amber light came on. ...
- On offering to help the ...
- A policeman took the car-thief ...
- The suggestion had come from ...
- I must open my eyes, ...
- We must see if there's ...
- An empty belly wakes up ...
- The arrival of so many ...
- When, at the beginning, the ...
- The old man with the ...
- If, because of a sudden ...
- On the fourth day, the ...
- Say to a blind man, ...
- They dressed and put their ...
- Leaving aside the household dust ...
- Two days later the doctor ...
- The next day, while still ...
- Publishers' Note
- More by Saramago:
- Cain
Blind men lay stretched out on the long tables in the refectory. From a dripping tap over a sink full of garbage, trickled a thread of water. The doctor's wife looked around her in search of a bucket or basin but could see nothing that might serve her purpose. One of the blind men was disturbed by this presence and asked, Who's there, She did not reply, she knew that she would not be welcome, that no one would say, You need water, then take it, and if it's to wash the corpse of a dead woman, take all the water you want. Scattered on the floor were plastic bags, those used for the food, some of them large. She thought they must be torn, then reflected that by using two or three, one inside the other, not much water would be lost. She acted quickly, the blind men were already getting down from the tables and asking, Who's there, even more alarmed when they heard the sound of running water, they headed in that direction, the doctor's wife got out of the way and pushed a table across their path so that they could not come near, she then retrieved her bag, the water was running slowly, in desperation she forced the tap, then, as if it had been released from some prison, the water spurted out, splashed all over the place and soaked her from head to foot. The blind men took fright and drew back, they thought a pipe must have burst, and they had all the more reason to think so when the flood reached their feet, they were not to know that it had been spilled by the stranger who had entered, as it happened the woman had realised that she would not be able to carry so much weight. She tied a knot in the bag, threw it over her shoulder, and, as best she could, fled.
When the doctor and the old man with the black eyepatch entered the ward with the food, they did not see, could not see, seven naked women and the corpse of the woman who suffered from insomnia stretched out on her bed, cleaner than she had ever been in all her life, while another woman was washing her companions, one by one, and then herself.