Following him came Zociya, the housekeeper.
"There, now, how well you've made yourself at home here. Here's to
your lawful marriage!" she congratulated them.
"Daddy, treat the little housekeeper with beer," begged Manka.
"Drink, housekeeper dear."
"Well, in that case here's to your health, mister. Somehow, your
face seems kind of familiar to me?"
The German drank his beer, sucking and licking his moustache, and
impatiently waited for the housekeeper to go away. But she, having
put down her glass and thanked him, said:
"Let me get the money coming from you, mister. As much as is
coming for the beer and the time. That's both better for you and
more convenient for us."
The demand for the money went against the grain of the teacher,
because it completely destroyed the sentimental part of his
intentions. He became angry:
"What sort of boorishness is this, anyway! It doesn't look as if I
were preparing to run away from here. And besides, can't you
discriminate between people at all? You can see that a man of
respectability, in a uniform, has come to you, and not some tramp.
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