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These keywords were added by machine and not by the authors. For Paul in Slow Man, the narrative evokes a highly physical image of two bodies, master and slave, bound together, sharing a common fate: ‘Vividly he remembers the illustration: the skinny old man … his wiry legs hooked around the hero’s neck while the hero strides through the waist-deep torrent’ (129). This dynamic, in which an ageing, frail body leads to the development of a complex, reciprocal relationship, resounds in Coetzee’s later writing. “Now you are my slave,” says the old man, “who must do my bidding in all things.”’ 1 Indeed, he tightens his legs around Sinbad’s neck until Sinbad feels himself choking. But when they reach the other side the man refuses to climb down. “Carry me to the other side and Allah will bless you.” Being a good-hearted fellow, Sinbad lifts the old man onto his shoulders and wades across the stream. ‘By the bank of a swollen stream,’ she says, ‘Sinbad comes upon an old man. ‘Do you remember, Paul, the story of Sinbad and the old man?’
