English Translation

Password: "Quintus" 8 rejects the great mountain fold, which leaves the whole valley, which lies exactly between the town's bucket and the sparrow bar and it is actually the most powerful of the three, because on it stands the station. The train comes from the big mountain ridge through which they have driven a tunnel, it looks on the leanings towards the hill that dominates the whole valley; there it stops for a while and then rolls in a turn around the city, following the small river that flows into the Bavarian. The streets, which go white over the hills, just come together at the sparrow paradise: the railway path, the road into the city and the driving road, which goes over the spatter bar to the last border houses, where the big saw is. And here, on the three paths, the Hallerführmann had his house built, two years after the war. He reckoned with the wooden transports from the forests to the saw, he reckoned on the preliminary section, which each carriage needed over the sparrow bar and he also expected with the cargoes from the train to the city, who lay there of the two carriagemen in the place more favorable than the Hallerfuhrmann? The Michel over there at most, the "sparrow-wachter*, as the Haller called him laughing, since Michel with his dog-wagerl also made a bit of driving. The Michel let himself see the mockery of the Haller like a lukewarm rain over the buccle when they met; the Hallers then always saw and roared with the pee:*He, the sparrow guard Maeht who now sehon again confarence to me! He killed me with his carts!* And he was haunted in high bows in the ditch, as if he wanted to show how big Michel's carts seemed to him! The Miehel also laughed, and when the Haller with the peitse stretched the shining ass of his roasters, then the Michel patted his ass off his dog, and they then pulled off that left rear wheel on the wagon.. "Go home, the sparrows scream!* then the Hallers roared after them; but the Mi-hel let him be very jealous and let the rear wheel sing. This belonged to him before. And he brought the luggage of the summer people to the osserwirt, he loaded today a Ki-ste for the Foxerlkaufmann and drove tomorrow in the sightless up from the Totscherl-bäck a sack of flour to them. The old Schingeiner, who drew flowers and tendrils into the radiant crystal in his grinding shop, had his crates brought only from Michel to the train, since the Haller had thrown a glass shipment between a disassembled turbine on the car that everything was in pieces. Also, the smaller people liked to go to Michel, because he didn't let anyone wait. That's how Michel Kreuzer found himself at Kreuzer and he had his way out." The boy, as he looked around, had quietly spun the thread of his story, and the old man had grazed happily into the air; he realized that something was growing in the boy, he didn't want to disturb it. But the fly had crept into the right noseloeh, and he had to sneeze, he yearned angry, and rubbed the catch with his paw. Now the Junge spooked out of his spider, looked embarrassed for the old and as the not like