Oh. It's you.

“They will speak together yet, but only at haphazard as the saying is. But did they ever speak otherwise? In any case nothing is known for sure, henceforth. Here would be the place to make an end. After all it is the end. But there is still day, day after day, afterlife all life long, the dust of all that is dead and buried rising, eddying, settling, burying again. So let him wake, Mercier, Camier, no matter, Camier, Camier wakes, it’s night, still night, he doesn’t know the time, no matter, he gets up and moves away, in the dark, lies down a little further on, still in the ruins, they are extensive.”