By Yves Ravey
Mandrake Lennox, rapporteur à l. a. Chambre des websites, ne dispose que d’une journée pour révéler, aux historiens player à l. a. visite du camp de Waxhausen, les effets du salpêtre sur le mirador. Il en va de l. a. validité scientifique de sa découverte. Simultanément, comme il pressent le possibility qui threat sa fille à reason du mystérieux Karl, il se demande s’il peut compter sur sa femme quand elle lui promet de se rendre au rendez-vous qu’ils ont le soir même. Autant d’interrogations qui le tiennent en alerte. Doit-il quitter le camp et rejoindre sa fille ou téléphoner à los angeles police ?
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I wanted to show the bastards that even though I was half dead with hunger I wasn't going to choke myself with the scraps they flung m e , that I had my own , Russia11 35 dignity and pride, and that they hadn't turned m e into an animal a s they had wanted to. " After that the commandant got a serious look on his face, straightened the two iron crosses on his chest, came out from behind the table unarmed and said: 'Look here, Sokolov, you're a real Russian soldier. You're a fine soldier. I am a soldier, too, and I respect a worthy enemy.
I miss him when he's not there. At night, I can stroke him while he's sleeping, I can smell his curls. It takes some of the pain out of my heart, makes it a bit softer. It had just about turned to stone, you know. "At first he used to ride with me in the lorry, then I realised that that wouldn't do. After all, what do I need when I'm on my own? A hunk of bread and an onion with a pinch of salt will last a soldier the whole day. But with him it's different. Now you've got to get him some milk, now you've got to boil an egg for h im , and he can't get along without something hot.
I went on foot to the place where I had once lived with my family. There was a deep hole full of rusty water. The weeds all round came up to your waist. Everywhere was em pty and still as a graveyard. I felt it bad then, mate, I can tell you ! I stood there in sorrow, then I went back to 43 the station . I wasn't there m ore than an hour altogether. I went back to the division the same day. "But about three months later I did get a flash of joy, like a gleam of sunlight through the clouds. I got news of Anatoly.