They hid themselves from one another.

Their shining fronts made a wall against which I dashed in vain.
Bracelets, necklaces, rings.

The sparkling of the jewels made me feel far away from them as do the stars.

A young girl looked at me with vague blue eyes.

What could I do against that kind of sapphire?
They talked, but the noise left each one to himself, and deafened me, as the light blinded me.
Nevertheless, at certain moments these people, because in the course of conversation they thought of things they had at heart, revealed themselves as if they were alone.