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for a while with Leibner and Vert. I was changed and nobody asked me where my friend Pashinsky was. 52 Comrade Fost was shot yesterday at nine in the morning for murder. It was a glorious inspiration to put the tassel under _his_ pillow. In the afternoon we buried Pashinsky. I gave my share for a wreath with red ribbons and the inscription "To him who fell for Proletariat--Long live the International," and was present at the funeral. Dutzman made a speech; a very pathetic one. In the evening the sentinels were doubled. There are lights in every room now. There was a light in every corridor. The ladies--are,--for the moment being, out of immediate danger. The Soviet decided to transport all to Ekaterinburg,--as soon as a steamer will be available. Today Nachman called on me. He took me to the Square and when we were sitting on a bench, he said, that "It was well done" ("that's all right, sir, perfectly all right"), but if he were in my place he would go away. "It's easy," he continued,--"supposing I give you a good letter of recommendation to my people in Ekaterinburg? The interesting part of all of this,--believe me, has started only. Don't fear me,--this scabby Jew, this very Nachman,--will not betray." I thought it over and said: "I would do so, if I only could leave some trace here. A friend may ask for me here, and I would be sore if she could not find me,--if she only cares." "Oh, she will," he laughed, "she will. Of course, I am not posted in your personal affairs, but--a lady always _can find_ one, _if_ she cares. Ha-ha-ha! Youth is always youth! But you better go without leaving traces...." I continued: "Nachman, there is another thing. Here is an old man,--a friend of mine,--he is very sick. His days are numbered, and I feel very sorry for him. If I go away all will be lost for this old chap; he has nobody in this world. Could you use your power and place him in a hospital? I will give you money, of course,--I have some." Nachman sighed: "This is so out of time! Nowadays love and charity are much more dangerous than murders and thefts." Then after a pause, he continued; "Very well, friend, I will take care of your man. Hand me the money." Then he gave me a letter to his friends in Ekaterinburg (it was ready in his pocket) and we parted. I am free, happy, independent, with a good standing amongst the present Russians. And if only _she_ could be near me ... but there i
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