He did not sleep so well as he might, since the impending break-up made
him restless. When he opened the window in the morning the sky was as
overcast as ever, but the air seemed fresher, and he was already
beginning to repent. Hadn't his decision been somewhat hasty and
uncalled for, the result of a passing diffidence and indisposition? If
he had delayed a little, if, instead of surrendering so easily, he had
made some attempt to adjust himself to the air of Venice or to wait for
an improvement in the weather, he would not be so rushed and
inconvenienced, but could anticipate another forenoon on the beach like
yesterday's. Too late. Now he would have to go on wanting what he had
wanted yesterday. He dressed, and at about eight o'clock rode down to
the ground floor for breakfast.
As he entered, the buffet-room was still empty of guests. A few came in
while he sat waiting for his order. With his tea cup to his lips, he saw
the Polish girls and their governess appear: rigid, with morning
freshness, their eyes still red, they walked across to their table in
the corner by the window. Immediately afterwards, the porter approached
him, cap in hand, and warned him that it was time to go. The automobile
is ready to take him and the other passengers to the Hotel Excelsior,
and from here the motorboat will bring the ladies and gentlemen
to the station through the company's private canal. Time is
pressing.--Aschenbach found that it was doing nothing of the sort. It
was still over an hour before his train left. He was irritated by this
hotel custom of hustling departing guests out of the house, and
indicated to the porter that he wished to finish his breakfast in peace.
The man retired hesitatingly, to appear again five minutes later. It is
impossible for the car to wait any longer. Then he would take a cab, and
carry his trunk with him, Aschenbach replied in anger. He would use the
public steamboat at the proper time, and he requested that it be left to
him personally to worry about his departure. The employee bowed himself
away. Pleased with the way he had warded off these importunate warnings,
Aschenbach finished his meal at leisure; in fact, he even let the waiter
bring him a newspaper. The time had become quite short when he finally
arose. It was fitting that at the same moment Tadzio should come through
the glass door.
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