Summary

That night, the woman goes out of the house to clear the sand while he stays inside. He gathers a towel in his hand and prepares to run out, and thinks about what is happening in the city. The police won’t look for him despite his disappearance because he wrote a letter to his wife, gloating about his vacation and hinting at a disappearance just to make her jealous. Furthermore, he didn’t say anything to his colleagues about his vacation, relishing the thought of their curiosity and jealousy at his disappearance. After several days of missing work the police would enter his room and see the letter, tossed on the desk in his last moments before leaving, and assume it was meant to be read.

He reminisces about a conversation he had with another man from a union, who seemed fresh-...