Голод
Part I
"ApieceofcheeseandaFrenchroll,"Isaid,andthrewmysixpenceontothecounter.
"Breadandcheeseforthewholeofit?"askedthewomanironically,withoutlookingupatme.
"Forthewholesixpence?Yes,"Ianswered,unruffled.
Itookthemup,badethefatoldwomangood-morning,withtheutmostpoliteness,andsped,fulltilt,upCastleHilltothepark.
Ifoundabenchtomyself,andbegantobitegreedilyintomyprovender.Itdidmegood;itwasalongtimesinceIhadhadsuchasquaremeal,and,bydegrees,Ifeltthesamesatedquietstealovermethatonefeelsafteragoodlongcry.Mycouragerosemightily.Icouldnolongerbesatisfiedwithwritinganarticleaboutanythingsosimpleandstraight-aheadasthe"CrimesofFuturity,"thatanyassmightarriveat,ay,simplydeductfromhistory.Ifeltcapableofamuchgreatereffortthanthat;Iwasinafittingmoodtoovercomedifficulties,andIdecidedonatreatise,inthreesections,on"PhilosophicalCognition."Thiswould,naturally,givemeanopportunityofcrushingpitiablysomeofKant’ssophistries...but,ontakingoutmywritingmaterialstocommencework,IdiscoveredthatInolongerownedapencil:Ihadforgottenitinthepawn-office.Mypencilwaslyinginmywaistcoatpocket.
GoodLord!howeverythingseemstotakeadelightinthwartingmetoday!Isworeafewtimes,rosefromtheseat,andtookacoupleofturnsupanddownthepath.
