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Lement turned to the right and held out his right hand to say goodbye, so that"Then it's really better for you to go. I was only thinking. . . Anyway I couldn'tany rate seem to me that the whole enterprise had begun, and if later, after the mistakewho did not understand that. Apart from that, this place here was a filthy dump, andThere Raban looked around, while calling out "Thank you, thank you!" to the porter,"Yes, that could be done -- but it wouldn't be very nice if I didn't go -- and I'm

Georg knelt down at once beside his father, in the old man's weary face he sawcarefully taking off the woolen drawers he wore over his linen underpants and hiswas no need to think that there were wheels under the floor and in front the horse"Just think back a bit, Father," said Georg, lifting his father from the chair anddistrict, there will probably be a walk all together to that ruin; it will have been agreedRaban tried to count his change quickly, thinking he ought to be getting more, but aThe station clock struck, it was a quarter to six. Raban stopped because he hadtired, yes, I'll go all right. If a telegram came, they'd get a fright, into the bargain. --passengers would change places, discussing these changes with each other, or theywould have his attention drawn to this. He would go over and straighten it. Raban alsohe at once come and asked?had both of them silently taken it for granted that the old man would go on livingbegan an explanation: listen here, he said, he had been playing cards with Lebeda andme today? -- he explained some things to me, didn't he, and described everything as it"He has pockets even in his shirt!" said Georg to himself, and believed that withWrapped in the canvas of two sacks that had been cut up, the driver came over,meant to lavish there on his father might come too late.everyone!"but your mother has given me so much of her strength that I've established a finesays, that need not be a disadvantage at all. One will spend more time in the roomsand really never know for certain where all the others are, for if there is a ruin in thebetween the shafts. Raban rubbed his feet thoroughly on the seat, pulled on cleanfound the booking office, and had to knock for a while on the iron shutter. Then thethe point with stabs of his forefinger. "I've been representing him here on the spot."railings into the street, crossed it, leapt through the station entrance, after a whilesuddenly, against all the usual practice, a larger expedition is considered right, for onewith triumphant glee, and stalking away from his father with the closed face of atoo," Raban answered, leaning out of the door, which he had opened, holding on to thesaw many people's backs, and the backs of their heads, and between them thesocks, and sat up straight. Then he heard someone from the station shouting: "Hi!" ifbalcony who cut a broad cross in blood on the palm of his hand and held the hand upbenches leaning against little trees, then went more slowly through an opening in the

PagePagebeen wanting to go by the omnibus. Well, so he had at once come and asked, or hadn'tfor a moment Raban was walking against Lement's outstretched arm.and since he found no guard, he climbed up the steps of the nearest coach by himself,made his knees give.with the other. The coach that he entered was brightly illuminated by the greattalking about the price of goods. "They're commercial travelers," Raban thought and,lighted path between large shrubs, rushed into an open place with many emptythere was anyone in the bus he might say so. "Yes, yes, and he would like to start now,no discussion beforehand either, for all will be expected to get together quite easily if

From a little distance Lement then called back: "I say, Eduard, can you hearFor one isn't at all sure even of acquaintances of long standing. Wasn't Lement nice togo with you today, as I'm sleepy, I forgot to tell you that. And now I shall say goodbye,


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the reflection of his stable lantern jumping through the puddles at his feet. Irritably hePagewho could show me how his crops are doing or show me a quarry he is working there.shouted at in a muffled voice, began to pull, and the water on top of the bus, now sethad something else to do. But now all of a sudden he has gone away, and yet I can'tOn his left, at the window, two gentlemen were sitting opposite each other,

each time putting the suitcase on the step above and then following himself,had been cleared up, I were to arrive in this station again on my way back, then IAnd what for, where would we go, anyway?"Pageagainst such invitations. And yet I don't know whether I shall be able to, for it is not so"Georg," said his father in a low voice, without moving."If at least," Raban thought, "I were to get into a wrong train. Then it would atcarriage door and sat down on the last little free bit of a light-brown wooden seat. Hestirring, dripped slowly through a crack into the carriage.darkness.come over here and that you're only hanging back of your own accord. Don't be tooslipping off his dressing gown as he stood feebly enough, "it'll soon be three years sincecan't believe it."people you know fairly well. Addio. Well, a good journey, and remember me tosupporting himself on his umbrella with one hand, and on the handle of the suitcasesure! I am still much the stronger of us two. All by myself I might have had to give way,easy as I imagine it now when I am still alone and can still do everything, can still goNow he'll lean forward, thought Georg, what if he topples and smashes himself!10886you're answering me be you still my living son -- what else was left to me, in my backThese words went hissing through his mind."Stay where you are, I don't need you! You think you have strength enough tobooking clerk looked out, said it was really high time, took the bank note, anddoorpost with his right hand, the left hand held open, close to his mouth.the fact that there was nothing he wanted to find out from me and that he himself stillown future establishment. It almost looked, on closer inspection, as if the care heshould certainly feel much better. If the scenery does turn out to be boring, as Lementnearer, as he had expected, he straightened himself again.they had just been getting on fine when the train came. It would really have beenThe road was perhaps hilly; there was surely mud flying up into the spokes;letter or books and are delighted by this news. Well, it is not difficult to protect oneself

Raban did not answer, shut his umbrella, and the sky closed over him in pallidexpression! What other comfort was left to a poor old widower? Tell me -- and whileroom, plagued by a disloyal staff, old to the marrow of my bones? And my sonwould move. Raban could hear the noise from the platform even when he had shut the"You comedian!" Georg could not resist the retort, realized at once the harmPageone. If a stick or the metal-covered corner of a suitcase stuck out, then the ownerupturned faces of people on the seat opposite. In some places smoke was curling fromused to tell us the most incredible stories of the Russian Revolution. For instance,

junior assistant clerk -- had come in and had said he thought a small fair man hadmy friend came to see us last. I remember that you used not to like him very much. At

respectable businessman! Do you think I didn't love you, I, from whom you arethough the omnibus had black distempered walls and no glass in the windows. Therehaven't even shrunk from pulling my leg. How could you have a friend out there! I


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93no half-measures, and it was hard to see what business a gentleman like this couldand appealed to the mob. You've told that story yourself once or twice since."but that was only natural, that can't have offended him, for he is a sensible person."his father had clean changes of underwear. He had not yet explicitly discussed with hisa short thread through the eye of a needle.

many a windowpane -- all were shut right up to the top -- a hissing arc lamp hung athave offended him even with a single word. I did refuse to spend the evening in town,upon some time before. Then, however, one must look forward to it; for that very"Adieu." Raban said.Meanwhile Georg had succeeded in lowering his father down again andlike, and no one with whom I could make more strenuous expeditions, no one there"But your friend hasn't been betrayed after all!" cried his father, emphasizingamount of light from the main hall of the station, in which it was standing; in front ofroom. I could quite well understand your dislike of him, my friend has his peculiarities.will appear to me. He came up and spoke to me and then walked with me, in spite ofon the seat opposite. It was bright enough, the darkness outside made it appear as"That's quite easy, send a telegram."

least twice I kept you from seeing him, although he was actually sitting with me in myhimself for having been neglectful. It should have certainly been his duty to see thatabout eye level, and the many raindrops on the glass were white, often single onesfans of puddle water formed, with a rushing sound, behind the turning wheels; it wasbride-to-be what arrangements should be made for his father in the future, for theyslammed down on the counter the ticket he had been asked for and the change. Nowback if I want to, for I shall have no one there whom I could pay calls on whenever Ionly has to send the maid into the others' apartments, where they are sitting over ahave here, and he would be getting there soon enough anyway, so that he need not gowould transfer their luggage, which lay in a narrow blue net over a seat, to anotherBut then, later, you got on with him very well. I was proud because you listened to himHis father leaned forward but did not topple. Since Georg did not come anyand nodded and asked him questions. If you think back you're bound to remember. Heme? Do shut your umbrella; it stopped raining ages ago. I didn't have a chance to tell"You have no friend in St. Petersburg. You've always been a leg-puller and youstrutting through the world, finishing off deals that I had prepared for him, bursting84you.""Yes, of course I've been playing a comedy! A comedy! That's a goodporter who was walking nearby hurried him through a glass door onto the platform.

and complain anywhere. Only just now Herr Pirkershofer -- if you please, that's the85The lantern was attached to the end of the shaft; the horse, having beenconnection with your friend and I have your customers here in my pocket!"when he was on a business trip to Kiev and ran into a riot, and saw a priest on apipes and cigars, in one place drifting limply past the face of a girl. Often theThe rain gushed down the back of his neck, inside his collar.for the most part with loose reins that the driver guided the dripping horse. -- Couldimpossible for him to take a look outside then, still, he did not mean to abuse anyonesprung?"Gillemann's, after all. It's a quarter to six, so not too late, after all, for paying calls on

done and, his eyes starting in his head, bit his tongue back, only too late, till the painsocks. The not particularly clean appearance of his underwear made him reproachalone in the old house. But now he made a quick, firm decision to take him into his


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bethought himself and pushed his suitcase under his seat.palpitations, then he walked quickly along the park pool, went along a narrow, badlyfor I don't want to go through the wet park with you, as I should like to drop in atthe pupils, overlarge, fixedly looking at him from the corners of the eyes.reason one mustn't miss it. But if there is no such sight to be seen, then there will be

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