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But Ravel knew nothing of all this. He saw
a judgmental man with a sharp eye, slim
moustache and a head of hair that gave him a
chivalrous look. An appearance that he would
soon lose, as he put on weight and grew a thick
pointed beard. As for Ravel, he would always,
and to his great regret, look rather puny. A
faint sign of a moustache was barely visible on
his clean-shaven face; he would let it grow ten
years later, finally shaving it off completely.
He observed the world from a reserved
distance, the expression of an introverted, yet
determined personality. The two men would
meet up at another time; for the moment, they
would only cross paths.