English Translation

Password: "Quintus" C on the collar. The old Oberhofer, in the garden, said over the fence: "Pack yourself! Go home - you have to sniff it here! - Hear - Tyras?* He looked through the guard. He smiled crooked. The Tyras, however, did a bold turn against the flabbling black Charles at the fence, then he disgusted his master and stomped back into the house. The guard stood for a while and when the old man acted as if her one-sided conversation had been over for a long time, he stepped back from the fence: "No si won't be far, the young hairs! Maybe bitingly cherries? Isn't it? Is there a good weather? Perhaps a good day in the inn! Will come when it's dark!* "Do you want something from us?" asked the boy now sharp. "No, but I beg Siel One asks just so, where is speech today in German Reiehs tagl Will they certainly come here the young Härrni?" You know that we do not have border tickets, Herr Wachtmeister! - But if we were our foot - - "Hello! Hello!" the old man shouted loudly through the vaulted hands - "Hi, Resi, is not soon twelve?"* And he kicked the boy hard at the shin, as he turned around, that veryie. But he didn't listen to the servant shouting that there was still a good half hour until then, but he now said over the fence: "What should young people who have studied for half a lifetime already do as if they could not find work because they were Germans?* The gendarme stepped on the street and smiled back with a smile: "If those of them had mixed up, they would have already been warring for a long time with us in Repu- blik! Certainly!" 18851 "We can do better than you, Herr Wachtmeister - and Czech" "Shut up Bub!" said the old man. You don't need to dictate the message about you directly into his fingers!* And after a while, since the gendarme was already a few stone throws far: "Look, it belongs actually also in your sparrow paradise!" d "Yes, he also!" *Then he is probably the herb shoots in the bird garden?* "Tell me more!" "The mood is gone!" the boy roared. "Do you think that they will have Glüek, the Fritzvund of Franz?" "Soon, sehon!" the other paid tribute. From the house came again the Tyras stilted. The old man talked about the fence: "Contain in, Tyrasl! Want to be with us?"