New Breath. A. M. Wyman

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      – First, I have to go to the school camp, – he said. Noticing her downcast look, he hastened to add: – I’ll talk to the guys; maybe someone will agree to help us. I have great classmates. You’ll see.

      Marianne nodded and smiled, and then rummaged in her bag decorated with the fringe and took a few coins.

      – Wait, – August made a preemptive gesture and reached into his pocket for the money. – Never mind, I understand. By the way, I came here actually because of business, – he remembered, then they went back to the store, and he told her Philip’s request.

      Marianne beamed:

      – We have all the figures! Grandmother purposely left them in a special box, when things became bad. And she didn’t want to sell them, even for the interested buyers! Apparently, they were important to her. But does a painted plastic matter now?

      Chapter 3

      Runaway

      The next day Sabastian and Philip came back. It seemed they had a poor catch, or simply didn’t get enough sleep, because at the breakfast Sebastian looked even angrier and gloomier than usual, pressing fingers to his temples.

      During lunch, August literally felt the wave of hostility, emanating from her stepfather. But he tried to keep quiet so as not to attract undue attention.

      – Enough! – Sebastian suddenly yelled. And he stood up so abruptly that a chair fell down with a clatter. – How can you sit there with such an innocent expression?!

      – Herr, what are you talking about? – August was scared in the first second, then he immediately felt calm. It’s like fencing – to calculate all the possible moves after a sudden shock to excel again.

      – As if you do not understand? – He was seething. – I know that you let go without my knowledge Griette and the security service reported to me that you were absent the whole day! Where were you, answer immediately!

      August sighed, thinking to himself: “Just this one? Even if he accused me of robbery of a Swiss bank, I would then justify so much emotion”.

      – I was walking.

      – All day long? I was told that you came back much later than it is suitable for a man with the count’s surname! – and that was the truth, August yesterday had stayed with Marie almost till the night, and then he didn’t have enough for the taxi, so he had to wait for the last bus.

      That was the line that he crossed, and August could not tolerate. He jumped up.

      – How dare you?! You! How can you blame me for anything, when you are acting like a child yourself! Is your last name from the Count’s family? You seem to have gained power only because of the company! Why don’t you want me to meet with my real father? – questions were coming out like a pouring stream, and August could not stop. – Are you afraid that Mom would leave you for him? – This idea has recently haunted the boy. Everything was so wonderful, before his mother met Sebastian at the dinner party.

      Stepfather’s face immediately blushed. He ran to the boy. August even thought that he would hit him. But he just hissed and spat on the boy’s face:

      – Your father is a crook, and your mother would never pay any attention to him… He has disgraced his name! I know that you were in Berlin with that witch-beggar woman and her granddaughter. Hehe, how good that I convinced my old friend Tinkle to open a branch in the next street… Heh, heh, heh, heh … – Sebastian smiled nastily.

      Augustus gasped in the total astonishment, and it seemed to him that everything around have disappeared except this evil face distorted by grimace.

      – Frau Tomaco is the kindest person I know. And my father is a hundred times better than you, stupid, petty, jealous… – Sebastian grabbed August by his shirt and began to shake.

      – Dad! – Philip exclaimed, watching them terrified. Sebastian snorted doubtfully at his side and, rousing himself, let August go.

      – Both of you should go to your rooms! – Sebastian commanded, pulling a handkerchief and dabbing his brow.

      August quickly ran upstairs, slammed the door, and collapsed his face into the pillow. He did not notice the moment when Grietta came in and began to stroke his hair. The boy loved the old maid, who was with him from the Berlin times. She was a part of his family reminding that not all is lost…

      – Herr August, do not worry. Herr Sebastian doesn’t feel okay, as he and your mother were swearing on the phone this morning…

      – What? – the boy startled. – did they have a quarrel? What do you know about it, Grietta, tell me!

      – I do not know the details, from what I heard, he does not want to let you go somewhere. And your mother has apparently said that she is tired of living with Herr Sebastian and she does not like this house, it does not give the expanse for her imagination, and she’s a creative person…

      – GRIETTA! – they’ve heard a roar from downstairs.

      – Well, I am not lucky again, – she felt alarmed. – Ralph has got a punishment already, but he is respectful here anyways, and now I’m on the waiting list. Try to sleep, Herr August. Things will look better in the morning.

      However, it was difficult for the boy to fall asleep in that day. Everything mixed up in his head. Tinkle, mom, red ugly face of the stepfather, his dear Marie, Grietta, Philip…

      Exactly! Philip has to be saved! It is not too late! August even jumped up and began to sort out options frantically. Then he opened the door, but could not get out: Ralph, a haughty butler of Van Der Hoffen family was standing at the door.

      – Herr Sebastian told me to stand at your door, – he said. – He thought you might want to go out.

      – Ralph, look, this is very important, in this very moment, – the boy fervently whispered. – It’s a matter of life and death, – he concluded.

      – I’m not allowed to do so, – the butler firmly replied.

      “Well, he is not so straightforward, – the boy thought of his stepfather. – Intimidation, cunning, cruelty… Perhaps that is why he became so powerful”.

      Then they’ve heard the Griette’s sobs.

      – What is it? – the boy exclaimed. – You’ve heard it, haven’t you?! – August tried to break down, but the mighty hand of Ralph stopped him.

      Like a grimed statue Sebastian appeared on the stairs. His grin frantically ran across his face to the right, then the left ear.

      – Ralph, shut him inside.

      Butler eagerly shoved the boy into the room. The key cranked double.

      – What did you do with Griette? – August moaned helplessly, kicking the door a couple of times.

      – Griette? And who is she? Ralph, do you know? She no longer works here, – СКАЧАТЬ