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All understand it now except you. Quick, away, back with you!" And he drew out his yellow silk handkerchief and waved Tonio Kröger back to his place with it. Everybody laughed the boys, the girls, and the ladies beyond the portières; for M. Knaak had made the little episode too funny for words, and all were amused as at a play. Only Mr.
"That will be a nice change," said Tonio Kröger. Hereupon nothing further was said for some time. The hostess grouped her red fingers, the fish-dealer blew through his right nostril in order to get a little air, and the Americans drank hot water and pulled long faces over it. Then on a sudden this happened: Hans Hansen and Ingeborg Holm went through the hall.
Yes, they were there, those two that had passed Tonio Kröger that day in the sunlight; he saw them again and felt a joyful shock as he perceived them both almost at once. Here stood Hans Hansen, quite close to him, next to the door; with feet spread and a little bent forward he was deliberately consuming a large piece of Madeira cake, hollowing his hand under his chin to catch the crumbs.
And Tonio Kröger journeyed northward. There he made a brief, strange sojourn ...
"And you claim not to be identical with an individial named " He said "individial" and then spelled from the curiously bescribbled piece of paper a most puzzling and romantic name, which seemed to have been freakishly composed of the sounds of various languages and which Tonio Kröger had forgotten the next moment.
But when we look up dere, den we have to recognize and understand dat after all we're only vermin, miserable vermin and not'ing else am I right or wrong, sir? Yes, we are vermin," he answered himself, and nodded up at the firmament, humble and crushed. Ouch ... no, he has no literature in him, thought Tonio Kröger.
And therefore I will soften my sentence a little, for I can do so. You are an ordinary man astray, Tonio Kröger, an erring commoner." Silence. Then he stood up resolutely and reached for hat and cane. "I thank you, Lisaveta Ivanovna; now I can go home in peace. I am finished." Toward autumn Tonio Kröger said to Lisaveta Ivanovna,
" Who," he continued, "of unknown parentage and uncertain competence, is being sought by the Munich police on account of various swindles and other crimes, and is probably trying to flee to Denmark?" "I do more than claim," said Tonio Kröger, making a nervous movement with his shoulders. This created a certain impression. "What? Oh yes, quite so," said the officer.
"The usual one," he said with a shrug of the shoulders and a visible blush. "Yes, I shall touch upon my my point of departure, Lisaveta, after the lapse of thirteen years, and that may be rather comic." Lisaveta smiled. "That is what I wanted to hear, Tonio Kröger. And so, go with God. And don't fail to write to me, too, do you hear? I promise myself an eventful letter from your trip to Denmark."
So the only result was that Tonio, without support between these crass extremes, tossed back and forth between icy intellectuality and consuming sensual fire, led an exhausting life amid torments of conscience, an exquisite, debauched, extraordinary life, which he, Tonio Kröger, abhorred in his heart. What vagaries, he thought at times.
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