Narcissuss long siege had not succeeded in bringing Goldmunds secret out into the open. For a long time he had apparently labored in vain to awaken him, to teach him the language in which the secret could be told.
Goldmunds description of his home and childhood gave no clear picture. There was a shadowlife, faceless father whom he veed, and then there was the legend of a mother who had vanished, or perished, long ago, who was nothing but a pallid name. Narcissus, the experienced reader of souls, had gradually e that Goldmund was one of those people part of whose lives have been lost; pressure of circumstances or some kind of magic power has obliterated a portion of their past. He realized that nothing would be gained by mere questioning and teag, that he had overestimated the power of logid spoken many useless words.
But the love that bound him to his friend and their habit of spending much time together had not been fruitless. In spite of the vast diff……（内容加载失败！）
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