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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.