Night and Hope

Arnošt Lustig


Looking at her, the coat and everything else seemed to him to be as clear and clean as the sky.

He had to step across the old man’s mattress.

He knew he would speak to him.

“Look after Anne’s things,” he said.

And to Anne it seemed as if only these words really woke the old man. He dropped the hand that had acted as a hearing aid. His almond-brown…

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