English Translation

105 and one night, in feud, blood revenge and women's robbery, we lived in the stone fortifications of the Arnauts, lay on the carpets in the men's room, and were entertained by the master of the house with coffee and cigarettes licked by himself. We lived, as if it had always been, and travelled through the foreign countries, as though it had to be, remained in the same measure of service and the uniform strict order of our community, and saw the colorful world around us as from the fen- terns of a despicable car: it did not touch us. The black corporal remained výáverted. He did his service impeccable as always, but the expression of mockery and anguish or even crude superiority never showed itself to his face. He had cured himself of smoking and distributed his cigarette version, once the food was scarce, he gave the last bite, but he kept himself even more sent away from the others than before; he could sit among them for a long time without speaking a word, and they also left him alone. I believed to notice that they looked at him with different eyes than before, but they did not talk about it. I had previously avoided talking to him because I did not like him, j tzt a strange shyness prevented me from addressing the word to him. I sometimes caught myself, as I tried to make myself present the face of the dead when I saw the black corporal. We were lying in a snowy arnautic village, which lost itself in a wide plain, at the far-off edge of which, delicately breathed, stood the Montenegrin mountains. From the snow only the spots of brown oak bushes, which did not drop their dried leaves even in winter, rose up. We practiced the art of entertaining an eternal fire in the open fireplace of the men's hall with thick scourges from the garden fence and went on the crow hunt.