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He’s fishing. ” “What? ” “Damn it! ” says Hungermann. “I simply wish he hasn’t fallen in. He can’t swim. ” “Nonsense. The brook is barely a backyard deep. ” “Otto may perhaps drown in a puddle. He loves his homeland. ” we discover Bambuss clinging to a bridge over the brook and preaching to the fishes. “Are you ailing, Saint Francis? ” Hungermann asks. “Yes indeed,” Bambuss replies, guffawing as if that have been madly humorous. Then his tooth start to chatter. “Cold,” he stammers. “I’m no open-air guy. ” Willy will get a bottle of kümmel out of his pocket. “Who’s rescuing you back? Uncle Willy, the supplier. Rescuing you from irritation of the lungs and chilly demise. ” “Too undesirable Eduard isn’t here,” Hungermann says. “Then you may rescue him, too, and located a society with Valentin Busch. Eduard’s Rescuers. that may kill him. ” “Spare us your undesirable jokes,” says Valentin, who has been status at the back of him. “Capital may be sacred to you, or are you a communist? i'll divide mine with out one. Eduard belongs to me. ” all of us have a drink. The kümmel glints within the moonlight like a yellow diamond. “Are you going in other places? ” I ask Willy. “To Bodo Ledderhose’s making a song membership. Come alongside. All 3 of you could dry in the market. ” “Splendid,” Hungermann says. It happens to nobody that it might be easier to move domestic. now not even to the poet of loss of life. this night drinks appear to have an impossible to resist charm. We stroll on beside the brook. The moon shimmers on its floor. you could drink it—who was once it who stated that after and the place and while? bankruptcy Fifteen “WHAT A SURPRISE,” I say, “and so early on a Sunday morning! ” I had imagined I heard a burglar groping round within the sunrise twilight; yet on coming downstairs, at 5 within the morning, I’ve came upon Riesenfeld, of the Odenwald Granite Works. “You should have made a mistake,” I say. “This is the Lord’s day. no longer even the inventory trade works this day. nonetheless much less we uncomplicated deniers of God. Where’s the fireplace? Or do you want funds for the purple Mill? ” Riesenfeld shakes his head. “This is simply a pleasant stopover at. Had an afternoon to spare among Löhne and Hanover. simply arrived. Why visit a resort at this hour? i will be able to get espresso simply to boot right here. How is the fascinating woman around the road? Does she wake up early? ” “Aha! ” I say. “So it used to be lust that drove you right here! Congratulations in your youthfulness. yet you’re out of success. Sundays her husband is at domestic. An athlete and knife-thrower. ” “I’m the world’s champion at knife throwing,” Riesenfeld replies, undisturbed. “Especially while I’ve had a few nation bacon and schnaps with my espresso. ” “Come on upstairs. My room’s untidy, yet i will be able to make espresso for you there. when you like, you could play the piano whereas the water’s boiling. ” Riesenfeld dismisses the belief. “I’ll remain the following. this mixture of midsummer, early morning, and tombstones pleases me. Makes me hungry and entire of zest for all times. along with, the schnaps is the following. ” “I have far better schnaps upstairs. ” “This is nice adequate for me. ” “All correct, Herr Riesenfeld, simply as you love! ” “Why are you shouting so? ” Riesenfeld asks.