Голод
Part I
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"Awhat?"
"Ashoe-binder;forthatmatter,Icanmakeshoestoo."
"Ah,thataltersthecase,"saidI,"youwaithereforsomeminutesandIshallgoandgetalittlemoneyforyou;justafewpence."
IhurriedasfastasIcoulddownPyleStreet,whereIknewofapawnbrokeronasecond-floor(one,besides,towhomIhadneverbeenbefore).WhenIgotinsidethehallIhastilytookoffmywaistcoat,rolleditup,andputitundermyarm;afterwhichIwentupstairsandknockedattheofficedoor.Ibowedonentering,andthrewthewaistcoatonthecounter.
"One-and-six,"saidtheman.
"Yes,yes,thanks,"Ireplied."Ifitweren’tthatitwasbeginningtobealittletightforme,ofcourseIwouldn’tpartwithit."
Igotthemoneyandtheticket,andwentback.Consideringallthings,pawningthatwaistcoatwasacapitalnotion.Iwouldhavemoneyenoughoverforaplentifulbreakfast,andbeforeeveningmythesisonthe"CrimesofFuturity"wouldbeready.Ibegantofindexistencemorealluring;andIhurriedbacktothemantogetridofhim.
"Thereitis,"saidI."Iamgladyouappliedtomefirst."
Themantookthemoneyandscrutinizedmeclosely.Atwhatwashestandingtherestaring?Ihadafeelingthatheparticularlyexaminedthekneesofmytrousers,andhisshamelesseffronteryboredme.
