In Those Days - The Story of an Old Man by Jehudah Steinberg
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She also became silent; then she laid her hand on me, and said with her usual merriment: "They will not beat you." "How do you know?" "The sergeant is a good friend of ours." "But if your mother should complain about me?" "Then I shall go in your stead, if they should decide to switch you." She laughed heartily at her own suggestion. Her laughter made me laugh too; we both laughed, and laughed without knowing why. And in a mood completely changed I returned to the house. After that I felt very near to the girl. Well, time passed, months and years: I lost track of them. But I do remember that the time had come when I knew enough Russian to make myself understood, and fit for any kind of work about the house and in the field, and could give my patron entire satisfaction. One day, I remember, I tried very hard to have my work well and promptly done, so as to earn, for once, the good-will of Anna herself. I felt a longing for the friendly smile of a mother. But Anna kept going in and out, and did not pay the least attention to me. I was sitting on the bench outside the house alone. My dog was |
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