Chapter 18 18 I forgot! !

Ivan.Prohorec.Gauptvakhtov, a lithe lieutenant, good at dancing, and a master at courting women, had turned into a fat, short landowner who had been paralyzed twice.One day, when he was doing shopping for his wife, he was exhausted and went into a big musical instrument store to buy music scores. Hello!He went into the shop and said, Please take the trouble to get me a little German who was standing in the counter and stuck his neck out to him now with a smiling question mark on his face. Excuse me, what do you want to buy? Please take the trouble to get it for me.It's so hot!Such a climate is simply unbearable!Please take the trouble to get it for me.Hmm, bring it to me, please take care.I forgot! !

think again sir Gauptvakhtov pursed his lips, his small forehead was wrinkled, and raised his eyes in thought. I forgot! !This is really ghost memory, please forgive me for saying this!Well, please take the trouble to get it for me.Hmm I forgot! ! Think again, sir! I had said to her: you write it down!Why didn't she write?I can't remember everything, but maybe you know that?It was a foreign piece of music, played very loudly, right? You know, we have a lot of them here, so Well, of course!Hmm, let me think about it, what should I do?I can't go home without buying this piece.Nadja, my daughter, is going to make a fuss.It's inconvenient to ask her to play without music, you know, and she can't play well!She had the music score, but, to be honest, I accidentally spilled kerosene on it, and I was afraid of starting a quarrel, so I quietly left it behind the chest of drawers. I don't like noise in women's houses!She told me to buy another copy, yes, what a big cat!Gauptvakhtov said, reaching out to caress a big gray cat lying on the counter. It purred and stretched comfortably.

Looks like a nice cat, but it's a Siberian breed, bad thing!This is a well-bred cat, little rascal, is it a male cat or a female cat? male cat. Hey, what are you looking at?ugly face!fool!tiger!Do you catch mice?Meow, meow?That's a damn memory!You are so fat, little rascal!Can you give me one of his pups? no um Or I'll take one home. My wife loves these things the most: cats!What can we do now?I remember all the way, but now I forgot my memory, it's over!I'm old, my good old days are gone and now it's time to die That song is played loud and fancy and solemn I'm sorry Well maybe, let me sing it

Sing it oder [Note: German; or. 】oder or whistle Whistling in a room is a sin. Well, we have a Sejelnikov who likes to whistle, and he whistles, and then he loses his fortune. Are you German or French? Germanic. I can see that from your face luckily you're not French I don't like the French they're always hush and hush and brag it sucks!In the war they ate rats and there was a Frenchman who whistled all the time in his little shop, and ended up blowing his groceries up the chimney!Now he's in debt and even here he owes me two hundred rubles. Sometimes I snort.Um sorry I have to sing, wait a minute.I'll sing right away cough I'm coughing a little I have a itchy throat Gauptvakhtov twisted his fingers three times, then closed his eyes and sang in a falsetto: Do ​​Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Ha Ha Ha I Sing It's the tenor I sing the tenor most at home I'm sorry Tilala cough Something got stuck between my teeth Bah!It turned out to be a small grain of corn and I probably had a cold I drank some cold beer Truluru at the hotel and went up and up like this and then, you know, down and down and up and down like this , and then went up step by step, the voice is so crisp, do you understand?At this time, it was followed by the bass: Do you understand Gu Gu Gu Tu Tu?

did not understand The tomcat looked at Gauptvakhtov in surprise, probably laughed, and then slumped down from the counter. Didn't understand?It's a pity but I didn't drink too much and forgot all about me, it's so annoying! Then you can play the piano. Can you play it? No, I can't play I played the violin before, only one string, but it wasn't very sloppy, I didn't learn my brother Nazar, but he could play.He had learned to play the piano from Roquette, a Frenchman, as you may know, from Vernédecote.That Frenchman at Frantridge was so funny that we joked and called him a Napoleonist.He got angry and said, "I'm not Napoleon, I'm a French republican. He looks like that. To be honest, I'm really a republican. He's just born with a dog face. My dead parents didn't teach me anything. They always say: You Grandpa's name is Ivan, and you are also called Ivan, so you have to act like your grandpa: you have to be a soldier, you little villain!You have to deal with gunpowder! !Delicate, child, child, me, child, child, don't allow yourself to be coquettish!Your grandfather somehow survived on horsemeat, and you have to eat horsemeat too!Don't put a pillow under your head, put a saddle on it!Now if I go home, that's enough for me!They must eat me!I didn't buy the sheet music, so I can't go back. If this is the case, then goodbye!Forgive me for disturbing you!How much is this piano worth?

Eight hundred rubles! O saints!This is really called just buying a piano and going out without pants!Hey, hey, hey!Eight hundred rubles! ! !Very particular!Bye now!Hillary Henzi!Gabenzie! [Note: Learn to speak German with a Russian accent!give it to me! ] Guess what, once after I had dinner at a German’s house, I asked a gentleman, also a German devil: In German, what do you say when you are grateful for a feast?He told me again and again that he was sorry!This is what he said: Yihe.Ribe.Dihe.rich.Gang San.Gail Three!What does it mean? I love you with all my heart!The German standing behind the counter translated.

Ouch!I walked up to the master's daughter and said the same thing again. She was embarrassed and she almost went hysterical!Goodbye!As the saying goes: too much brains, so bad legs, that's how I get wretched with this bad memory: twenty extra trips!See you later! Gauptvakhtov opened the shop door carefully, went out into the street, took five steps, and put on his hat. He scolded his memory a few words, and then he thought about how he would go home, how his wife, daughter, and children would run to meet him. His wife went through his purchases, Swearing at him, calling him some kind of animal, stupid donkey or stupid cow, the children jumped on the candy, desperately hurting their already eaten stomachs Nadja walked out of the room and walked towards him, wearing a light blue dress , wearing a pink bow tie, asked: Did you buy the sheet music?As soon as she heard that she didn't buy it, she would scold her old father, run back to her small room, lock the door, and burst into tears, refusing to come out to eat. The piano sits down.At first she played sad tunes, choked up, and sang some songs until evening, when Nadya gradually became happy.At last, with a long sigh for the last time, she played her favorite tune: Dou Dou Dou Gauptvakhtov slapped his forehead hard, turned around like a madman, and ran to the shop.

Dou Dou Lai Dou Dou, right!He ran into the store, yelling. I remembered! ! !This is it!Dou Dou Ladder Dou Dou! Oh well, now I understand.This is Liszt [Note: Hungarian composer. ]'s Rhapsody, No. 2 Hongroise [Note: French; Hungarian. 】 Yes, yes, to Liszt, Liszt!If I'm wrong, let God kill me, it's Liszt!number two!Yes, yes, yes, good man!that's it!dear ones! Yes, Liszt's pieces are hard to sing so which one should you buy, original [Note: French; original. ] or facilite [Note: French; simplified version. 】? Either way will do!As long as it is Liszt, number two will do!This naughty Liszt!Dou Dou Lai Dou Hahaha!It was hard for me to remember!It must be it!

The German took the music-books from the shelf, together with a large stack of price lists and advertisement rolls, handed the rolls to the grinning Gauptvakhtov.Gauptvakhtov paid eighty-five kopecks, whistled, and went out.