“On afternoons one always saw him now walking with his brother. He may have felt that Big L would now find less companionship than ever among the others—so he provided company for him. And there the two went, then, arm in arm, always around about the Karreehof and across the court with the trees in it, one as well as the other with head bent to the ground, so that one scarcely saw that they ever spoke a word.”
Again there came a pause in the narrative, again I had to fill the empty glass of the colonel, who smoked his cigar faster and faster.
“But all this,” he continued, “would perhaps have worn itself out in course of time and everything have gone on as before—but for people!”
He laid his clenched fist on the table.
“There are people,” said he, scowling, “who are like the poisonous weed in the field, at which beasts nibble themselves to death. With such people the rest poison themselves!
“So, then, one day we were having lessons in physics. The teacher was showing us experiments on the electric machine, and an electric shock was to be passed through the whole class.
“To this end each one of us had to give his hand to his neighbor, so as to complete the circuit.
“As now Big L, who was sitting next to Long K, held out his hand to him, the lubber made a grimace as if he were about to touch a toad and drew back his hand.
“Big L quietly shrank into himself and sat there as if covered with shame. But at the same instant Little L is up and out of his place, over to his brother’s side, at whose place, next to Long K, he seats himself, whose hand he grips and smashes with all the force of his body against the wooden form, so that the long gawk cries out with pain.
“Then he grabbed Little L by the neck and the two now began regularly to fight in the middle of class.