creatures that once were men-第20章
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〃And so you do not wish to be introduced? That is rude of
you!〃 laughed Aristid Fomich。
Petunikoff took his purse from his pocket; took out two
five…kopeck pieces; put them at the feet of the dead man; and
crossed himself。
〃God have mercy 。 。 。 on the burial of the sinful。 。 。 。〃
〃What!〃 yelled the Captain; 〃you give for the burial?
Take them away; I say; you scoundrel! How dare you give your
stolen kopecks for the burial of an honest man? I will tear
you limb from limb!〃
〃Your Honor!〃 cried the terrified merchant to the Inspector;
seizing him by the elbow。
The Doctor and the Coroner jumped aside。 The Inspector shouted:
〃Sideroff; come here!〃
〃The creatures that once were men〃 stood along the wall; looking
and listening with an interest; which put new life into their
broken…down bodies。
Kuvalda; shaking his fist at Petunikoff's head; roared and
rolled his eyes like a wild beast。
〃Scoundrel and thief! Take back your money! Dirty worm! Take
it back; I say 。 。 。 or else I shall cram it down your throat。
。 。 。 Take your five…kopeck pieces!〃
Petunikoff put out his trembling hand toward his mite; and
protecting his head from Kuvalda's fist with the other hand;
said:
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〃You are my witnesses; Sir Inspector; and you good people!〃
〃We are not good people; merchant!〃 said the voice of Abyedok;
trembling with anger。
The Inspector whistled impatiently; with his other hand
protecting Petunikoff; who was stooping in front of him as if
trying to enter his belly。
〃You dirty toad! I shall compel you to kiss the feet of the
dead man。 How would you like that?〃 And catching Petunikoff
by the neck; Kuvalda hurled him against the door; as if he
bad been a cat。
The 〃creatures that once were men〃 sprang aside quickly to let
the merchant fall。 And down he fell at their feet; crying
wildly:
〃Murder! Help! Murder!〃
Martyanoff slowly raised his foot; and brought it down heavily
on the merchant's head。 Abyedok spat in his face with a grin。
The merchant; creeping on all…fours; threw himself into the
courtyard; at which everyone laughed。 But by this time the
two policemen had arrived; and pointing to Kuvalda; the
Inspector said; pompously:
〃Arrest him; and bind him hand and foot!〃
〃You dare not! 。 。 。 I shall not run away 。 。 。 I will go
wherever you wish; 。 。 。〃 said Kuvalda; freeing himself from
the policemen at his side。
The 〃creatures that once were men〃 disappeared one after the
other。 A cart entered the yard。 Some ragged wretches brought
out the dead man's body。
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〃I'll teach you! You just wait!〃 thundered the Inspector at
Kuvalda。
〃How now; ataman?〃 asked Petunikoff maliciously; excited and
pleased at the sight of his enemy in bonds。 That; you fell
into the trap? Eh? You just wait。 。 。 。〃
But Kuvalda was quiet now。 He stood strangely straight and
silent between the two policemen; watching the teacher's body
being placed in the cart。 The man who was holding the head
of the corpse was very short; and could not manage to place
it on the cart at the same time as the legs。 For a moment
the body hung as if it would fall to the ground; and hide
itself beneath the earth; away from these foolish and wicked
disturbers of its peace。
〃Take him away!〃 ordered the Inspector; pointing to the
Captain。
Kuvalda silently moved forward without protestation; passing
the cart on which was the teacher's body。 He bowed his head
before it without looking。 Martyanoff; with his strong face;
followed him。 The courtyard of the merchant Petunikoff
emptied quickly。
〃Now then; go on!〃 called the driver; striking the horses with
the whip。 The cart moved off over the rough surface of the
courtyard。 The teacher was covered with a heap of rags; and
his belly projected from beneath them。 It seemed as if he
were laughing quietly at the prospect of leaving the dosshouse;
never; never to return。 Petunikoff; who was following him with
his eyes; crossed himself; and then began to shake the dust and
rubbish off his clothes; and the more he shook himself the more
pleased and self…satisfied did he feel。 He saw the tall figure
of Aristid Fomich Kuvalda; in a gray cap with a red band; with
his arms bound behind his back; being led away。
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Petunikoff smiled the smile of the conqueror; and went back
into the dosshouse; but suddenly he stopped and trembled。 At
the door facing him stood an old man with a stick in his hand
and a large bag on his back; a horrible old man in rags and
tatters; which covered his bony figure。 He bent under the
weight of his burden; and lowered his head on his breast; as
if he wished to attack the merchant。
〃What are you? Who are you?〃 shouted Petunikoff。
〃A man 。 。 。〃 he answered in a hoarse voice。 This hoarseness
pleased and tranquillized Petunikoff; he even smiled。
〃A man! And are there really men like you?〃 Stepping aside he
let the old man pass。 He went; saying slowly:
〃Men are of various kinds 。 。 。 as God wills 。 。 。 There are
worse than me 。 。 。 still worse 。 。 。 Yes。 。 。 。〃
The cloudy sky hung silently over the dirty yard and over the
cleanly…dressed man with the pointed beard; who was walking
about there; measuring distances with his steps and with his
sharp eyes。 On the roof of the old house a crow perched and
croaked; thrusting its head now backward; now forward。 In the
lowering gray clouds; which hid the sky; there was something
hard and merciless; as if they had gathered together to wash
all the dirt off the face of this unfortunate; suffering; and
sorrowful earth。
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TWENTY…SIX MEN AND A GIRL
There were six…and…twenty of ussix…and…twenty living
machines in a damp; underground cellar; where from morning
till night we kneaded dough and rolled it into kringels。
Opposite the underground window of our cellar was a bricked
area; green and mouldy with moisture。 The window was
protected from outside with a close iron grating; and the
light of the sun could not pierce through the window panes;
covered as they were with flour dust。
Our employer had bars placed in front of the windows; so that
we should not be able to give a bit of his bread to passing
beggars; or to any of our fellows who were out of work and
hungry。 Our employer called us rogues; and gave us half…
rotten tripe to eat for our mid…day meal; instead of meat。
It was swelteringly close for us cooped up in that stone
underground chamber; under the low; heavy; soot…blackened;
cobwebby ceiling。 Dreary and sickening was our life between
its thick; dirty; mouldy walls。
Unrefreshed; and with a feeling of not having had our sleep
out; we used to get up at five o'clock in the morning; and
before six; we were already seated; worn out and apathetic;
at the table; rolling out the dough which our mates had already
prepared while we slept。
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The whole day; from ten in the early morning until ten at night;
some of us sat round that table; working up in our hands the
yielding paste; rolling it to and fro so that it should not get
stiff; while the others kneaded the swelling mass of dough。 And
the whole day the simmering water in the kettle; where the
kringels were being cooked; sang low and sadly; and the baker's
shovel scraped harshly over the oven floor; as he threw the
slippery bits of dough out of the kettle on the heated bricks。
From morning till evening wood was burning in the oven; and the
red glow of the fire gleamed and flickered over the walls of the
bake…shop; as if silently mocking us。 The giant oven was like