Голод
Part I
Ifoneonlyhadjustalittletoeatonsuchalightsomeday!Thesenseofthegladmorningoverwhelmedme;mysatisfactionbecameill-regulated,andfornodefinitereasonIbegantohumjoyfully.
Atabutcher’sstallawomanstoodspeculatingonsausagefordinner.AsIpassedhershelookedupatme.Shehadbutonetoothinthefrontofherhead.Ihadbecomesonervousandeasilyaffectedinthelastfewdaysthatthewoman’sfacemadealoathsomeimpressionuponme.Thelongyellowsnaglookedlikealittlefingerpointingoutofhergum,andhergazewasstillfullofsausageassheturnedituponme.Iimmediatelylostallappetite,andafeelingofnauseacameoverme.WhenIreachedthemarket-placeIwenttothefountainanddrankalittle.Ilookedup;thedialmarkedtenonOurSaviour’stower.
Iwentonthroughthestreets,listlessly,withouttroublingmyselfaboutanythingatall,stoppedaimlesslyatacorner,turnedoffintoasidestreetwithouthavinganyerrandthere.Isimplyletmyselfgo,wanderedaboutinthepleasantmorning,swingingmyselfcare-freetoandfroamongstotherhappyhumanbeings.Thisairwasclearandbrightandmymindtoowaswithoutashadow.
ForquitetenminutesIhadhadanoldlamemanaheadofme.Hecarriedabundleinonehandandexertedhiswholebody,usingallhisstrengthinhisendeavourstogetalongspeedily.
