Голод
Part III
Thewhimseizedmetogoandtellmyagetoacommissionaire,who,by-the-way,hadnotaddressedawordtome;totakeholdofhishands,andgazeimpressivelyinhisface,andleavehimagainwithoutanyexplanation.Idistinguishedeverynuanceinthevoiceandlaughterofthepassers-by,observedsomelittlebirdsthathoppedbeforemeinthestreet,tooktostudyingtheexpressionofthepaving-stones,anddiscoveredallsortsoftokensandsignsinthem.Thusoccupied,IarriveatlengthatParliamentPlace.Istandallatoncestock-still,andlookatthedroskes;thedriversarewanderingabout,chattingandlaughing.Thehorseshangtheirheadsandcowerinthebitterweather."Goahead!"Isay,givingmyselfadigwithmyelbow.Iwenthurriedlyovertothefirstvehicle,andgotin."Ullevoldsveien,No.37,"Icalledout,andwerolledoff.
Onthewaythedriverlookedround,stoopedandpeepedseveraltimesintothetrap,whereIsat,shelteredunderneaththehood.Hadhe,too,grownsuspicious?Therewasnodoubtofit;mymiserableattirehadattractedhisattention.
"Iwanttomeetaman,"Icalledtohim,inordertobebeforehandwithhim,andIexplainedgravelythatImustreallymeetthisman.Westopoutside37,andIjumpout,springupthestairsrighttothethirdstorey,seizeabell,andpullit.Itgivessixorsevenfearfulpealsinside.
Amaidcomesoutandopensthedoor.Inoticethatshehasround,golddropsinherears,andblackstuffbuttonsonhergreybodice.
