From the granary to the tussocky
They didn't have any cigarettes, so the three young men who wanted to leave for Austria, among them Jenő Ivánfi, got off the bus in Bucsu to look for a shop. There were bells above the door. The shopkeeper came and looked at them and he had only one question: ’Did anybody see you coming here?’ He served them and suddenly he sent them to the back of the store. The door opened, the bells rang again. ’Police! Have you seen any stranger here?’ ’No – he said –, I haven’t. I have all my stock here. Nobody comes to buy.’ The policemen went away. Jenő Ivánfi and his friends said goodbye, they reached the stone cross, they knocked at the gate in front of it as they had been told by the trafficker. The dogs ran out, also the owner came. ’Follow me to the granary!’ "All of us had a briefcase, nothing else. A towel, toothpaste, toothbrush, soap, other stuff like that, a big portion of speck with red pepper packed carefully, and we went to the granary, the four of us,” he recalled. I must ask you to lie down in this wain.’ Stalks of turnsole and of corn covered the bottom of the cart. He made them to lie down on it one beside the other and finally he covered them with the stalks: "We put a handkerchief on our face in order that we could take breath. We spoke to each other quietly, whispering in the wain. We heard the bells. One, two, three, four hours passed, it was getting dark.” Finally the landowner came: ’Get off the cart! The night raid comes after dark, and the soldiers push their bayonets into the stacks. So I have to see you across the tussocky to the tziganes.’ The tziganes made them enter. Guests have arrived, boys! Where are the violins?’ They brought wine and the refugees had to tell them about what had happened in Budapest: "And we began to enjoy ourselves literally forcibly. We didn't know what would happen to us, whether we could go on across the tussocky to the border.”
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