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  SimondidasMichaeladvised,andundertooktomakebootsthatwouldnotloseshapeorsplitforawholeyear。

  Callinghisservant,thegentlemantoldhimtopullthebootoffhisleftleg,whichhestretchedout。

  ’Takemymeasure!’saidhe。

  Simonstitchedapapermeasureseventeenincheslong,smootheditout,kneltdown,wipedhishandswellonhisapronsoasnottosoilthegentleman’ssock,andbegantomeasure。Hemeasuredthesole,androundtheinstep,andbegantomeasurethecalfoftheleg,butthepaperwastooshort。Thecalfofthelegwasasthickasabeam。

  ’Mindyoudon’tmakeittootightintheleg。’

  Simonstitchedonanotherstripofpaper。Thegentlemantwitchedhistoesaboutinhissock,lookingroundatthoseinthehut,andashedidsohenoticedMichael。

  ’Whomhaveyouthere?’askedhe’Thatismyworkman。Hewillsewtheboots。’

  ’Mind,’saidthegentlemantoMichael,’remembertomakethemsothattheywilllastmeayear。’

  SimonalsolookedatMichael,andsawthatMichaelwasnotlookingatthegentleman,butwasgazingintothecornerbehindthegentleman,asifhesawsomeonethere。Michaellookedandlooked,andsuddenlyhesmiled,andhisfacebecamebrighter。

  ’Whatareyougrinningat,youfool?’thunderedthegentleman。’Youhadbetterlooktoitthatthebootsarereadyintime。’

  ’Theyshallbereadyingoodtime,’saidMichael。

  ’Minditisso,’saidthegentleman,andheputonhisbootsandhisfurcoat,wrappedthelatterroundhim,andwenttothedoor。

  Butheforgottostoopandstruckhisheadagainstthelintel。

  Hesworeandrubbedhishead。Thenhetookhisseatinthecarriageanddroveaway。

  Whenhehadgone,Simonsaid:’There’safigureofamanforyou!Youcouldnotkillhimwithamallet。Healmostknockedoutthelintel,butlittleharmitdidhim。’

  AndMatryónasaid:’Livingashedoes,howshouldhenotgrowstrong?Deathitselfcan’ttouchsucharockasthat。’

  ThenSimonsaidtoMichael:’Well,wehavetakenthework,butwemustseewedon’tgetintotroubleoverit。Theleatherisdear,andthegentlemanhot-tempered。Wemustmakenomistakes。Come,youreyeistruerandyourhandshavebecomenimblerthanmine,soyoutakethismeasureandcutouttheboots。

  Iwillfinishoffthesewingofthevamps。’

  Michaeldidashewastold。Hetooktheleatherspreaditoutonthetable,foldeditintwo,tookaknifeandbegantocutout。

  Matryónacameandwatchedhimcutting,andwassurprisedtoseehowhewasdoingit。Matryónawasaccustomedtoseeingbootsmade,andshelookedandsawthatMichaelwasnotcuttingtheleatherforboots,butwascuttingitround。

  Shewishedtosaysomething,butshethoughttoherself:’PerhapsI

  donotunderstandhowgentlemen’sbootsshouldbemade。

  IsupposeMichaelknowsmoreaboutit——andIwon’tinterfere。’

  WhenMichaelhadcutuptheleather,hetookathreadandbegantosewnotwithtwoends,asbootsaresewn,butwithasingleend,asforsoftslippers。

  AgainMatryónawondered,butagainshedidnotinterfere。Michaelsewedonsteadilytillnoon。ThenSimonrosefordinner,lookedaround,andsawthatMichaelhadmadeslippersoutofthegentleman’sleather。

  ’Ah!’groanedSimon,andhethought,’HowisitthatMichael,whohasbeenwithmeawholeyearandnevermadeamistakebefore,shoulddosuchadreadfulthing?Thegentlemanorderedhighboots,welted,withwholefronts,andMichaelhasmadesoftslipperswithsinglesoles,andhaswastedtheleather。WhatamItosaytothegentleman?Icanneverreplaceleathersuchasthis。’

  AndhesaidtoMichael,’Whatareyoudoingfriend?Youhaveruinedme!Youknowthegentlemanorderedhighboothbutseewhatyouhavemade!’

  HardlyhadhebeguntorebukeMichael,when’rat-tat,wenttheironringthathungatthedoor。Someonewasknocking。Theylookedoutofthewindow;amanhadcomeonhorseback,andwasfasteninghishorse。Theyopenedthedoor,andtheservantwhohadbeenwiththegentlemancamein。

  ’Goodday,’saidhe。

  ’Goodday,’repliedSimon。’Whatcanwedoforyou?’

  ’Mymistresshassentmeabouttheboots。’

  ’Whatabouttheboots?’

  ’Why,mymasternolongerneedsthem。Heisdead。’

  ’Isitpossible?’

  ’Hedidnotlivetogethomeafterleavingyou,butdiedinthecarriage。

  Whenwereachedhomeandtheservantscametohelphimalightherolledoverlikeasack。Hewasdeadalready,andsostiffthathecouldhardlybegotoutofthecarriage。Mymistresssentmehere,saying:“Tellthebootmakerthatthegentlemanwhoorderedbootsofhimandlefttheleatherforthemnolongerneedstheboots,butthathemustquicklymakesoftslippersforthecorpse。Waittilltheyareready,andbringthembackwithyou。“ThatiswhyIhavecome。’

  Michaelgathereduptheremnantsoftheleather;rolledthemup,tookthesoftslippershehadmade,slappedthemtogether,wipedthemdownwithhisapron,andhandedthemandtherollofleathertotheservant,whotookthemandsaid:’Good-bye,mastersandgooddaytoyou!’

  Anotheryearpassed,andanother,andMichaelwasnowlivinghissixthyearwithSimon。Helivedasbefore。Hewentnowhere,onlyspokewhennecessary,andhadonlysmiledtwiceinallthoseyears——oncewhenMatryónagavehimfood,andasecondtimewhenthegentlemanwasintheirhut。Simonwasmorethanpleasedwithhisworkman。Henevernowaskedhimwherehecamefrom,andonlyfearedlestMichaelshouldgoaway。

  Theywereallathomeoneday。Matryónawasputtingironpotsintheoven,thechildrenwererunningalongthebenchesandlookingoutofthewindow;Simonwassewingatonewindow,andMichaelwasfasteningonaheelattheother。

  OneoftheboysranalongthebenchtoMichael,leantonhisshoulder,andlookedoutofthewindow。

  ’Look,UncleMichael!Thereisaladywithlittlegirls!Sheseemstobecominghere。Andoneofthegirlsislame。’

  Whentheboysaidthat,Michaeldroppedhiswork,turnedtothewindow,andlookedoutintothestreet。

  Simonwassurprised。Michaelneverusedtolookoutintothestreet,butnowhepressedagainstthewindow,staringatsomething。Simonalsolookedout,andsawthatawell-dressedwomanwasreallycomingtohishut,leadingbythehandtwolittlegirlsinfurcoatsandwoollenshawls。Thegirlscouldhardlybetoldonefromtheother,exceptthatoneofthemwascrippledinherleftlegandwalkedwithalimp。

  Thewomansteppedintotheporchandenteredthepassage。Feelingaboutfortheentranceshefoundthelatch,whichshelifted,andopenedthedoor。Sheletthetwogirlsgoinfirst,andfollowedthemintothehut。

  ’Goodday,goodfolk!’

  ’Praycomein,’saidSimon。’Whatcanwedoforyou?’

  Thewomansatdownbythetable。Thetwolittlegirlspressedclosetoherknees,afraidofthepeopleinthehut。

  ’Iwantleathershoesmadeforthesetwolittlegirls,forspring。’

  ’Wecandothat。Weneverhavemadesuchsmallshoes,butwecanmakethem;eitherweltedorturnovershoes,linenlined。

  Myman,Michael,isamasteratthework。’

  SimonglancedatMichaelandsawthathehadlefthisworkandwassittingwithhiseyesfixedonthelittlegirls。Simonwassurprised。Itwastruethegirlswerepretty,withblackeyes,plump,androsy-cheeked,andtheyworenicekerchiefsandfurcoats,butstillSimoncouldnotunderstandwhyMichaelshouldlookatthemlikethat——justasifhehadknownthembefore。

  Hewaspuzzled,butwentontalkingwiththewoman,andarrangingtheprice。Havingfixedit,hepreparedthemeasure。Thewomanliftedthelamegirlontoherlapandsaid:’Taketwomeasuresfromthislittlegirl。Makeoneshoeforthelamefootandthreeforthesoundone。Theybothhavethesamesizedfeet。Theyaretwins。’

  Simontookthemeasureand,speakingofthelamegirl,said:’Howdidithappentoher?Sheissuchaprettygirl。Wasshebornso?’

  ’No,hermothercrushedherleg。’

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