There’s a lot to be said for distance as a fictive technique. Think about the first time the shark attacks in “Jaws.” You never see the shark. This would be an obscene story if Saki took us into the hutch, and had the moment of the first bite. We might feel bad for De Ropp. But smartly, he doesn’t do that. We are fully with Conradin. On his knees — I imagine it’s like he just scored a goal — and the escape of the ferret god. It’s a beautiful moment for everyone who got beat up on the playground.