One day, they met a tall, bold cowgirl
They spoke no word during the whole journey, walking straight on, with the same thought in both their heads, which did instead of conversation.
She began eating the little bits of sugar, rolling them from one cheek to the other and forming little swollen lumps under the flesh.
One Wednesday, Luc unexpectedly applied for a pass out of the barracks and did not return until late at night. Jean was puzzled by his friend's behavior. The following Sunday, when the cowgirl approached them, she hugged Luc, completely ignoring Jean. The two then went off together to milk the cow, leaving Jean feeling betrayed and heartbroken. Jean saw nothing but the leafy wall through which they had gone; and he felt so distressed that if he had tried to get up, he would certainly have dropped where he stood.
As they walked back to the barracks, Jean leaned over the railing of a bridge, seemingly fascinated by the water below. Suddenly, he fell into the river and disappeared. Luc tried to call for help, but his voice was choked with emotion. The watermen who came to help could not find Jean's body that day. Luc returned to the barracks alone, distraught and unable to fully explain the tragic accident.