The ovation roared around him. He felt nothing in particular, hardly even the embarrassment he had feared. He had to go up again–this time without Fräulein Gasteiner, and it was a little peculiar to him to hear the noise of clapping hands and the loud shouts of "Bravo". He bowed several times, turned to the door and then, just as the clapping was getting weaker, he heard a voice from slightly behind him, or to the side–he couldn't quite tell–but the words were perfectly distinct, no matter how quietly they had been said: "Poor devil! " He wanted to look around, but he felt that that would seem absurd. . Arthur Schnitzler
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