Tales Of The German Imagination From The Brothers Grimm To Ingeborg Bachmann (Penguin Classics) - Plot & Excerpts
This surprised me no end, and despite the stir my appearance aroused on the street I dutifully presented myself at the district command post. ‘Excuse me, sir,’ I rattled my teeth and shook the bone dust from my feet, ‘there must be some mistake here. I expired back in 1797 in the Great Revolution – of natural causes, as strange as that may seem: I choked on a chicken bone. And now I’m supposed to serve my country? Isn’t this a contradiction in terms?’ The Sergeant-Major eyed me suspiciously. ‘Great Revolution? Are you some kind of Red or something?’ ‘If you please, sir, the point precisely is that I am not. Understand? I was …’ ‘Don’t you mince words with me, fella! You’re an anarchist! Some gall, to negate God and country, which it is your duty to protect!’ ‘Sergeant-Major, sir, he who is himself negated can hardly have the energy or the wish to negate anything or anyone else.’ The Sergeant-Major wrinkled his brow. ‘That’s enough of that! Spare me the philosophy!
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