"Hey, you don't understand, stop, don't leave," drunk Nicolas grabbed his interlocutor by the beard, "I'll explain everything to you now!"
"Papa! When are you going to throw that pissed-off Breton out of our tavern?" The inn owner's daughter, Mary, asked her father. "He scares away all our customers!"227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ18bXbV6POP
"What can I do? He pays his bills and even more."227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDiLXlcnwQW
Black-haired, black-eyed Mary shrugged her shoulders in displeasure and continued to deliver beer to visitors.
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And finally this day came, Nicolas refused to pay and demanded more beer.227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuQAWUBW9Kt
"Peter! Ivan!" The owner of the inn called his sons and pointed to Nicolas.227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy9HquCOeDm
"Go in the ass folks! Tomorrow I'll write to Paris, they'll send me money, don't scoff!"227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ53i738TJrk
But Peter and Ivan took Nicolas by his arms and legs and kicked him out straight onto the dirty Moscow street.
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There I found him, hungry, tired and too proud to ask for alms. Hiring on both sides ended due to a truce therefore all mercenaries in Moscow were without work.227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU4HmuankW0
I was lucky, I accidentally stumbled upon a Deutsche merchant who was returning to Danzig and recruiting his guards. We had a mutual friend, Leo, a servant in the office of the Riga's Archbishop.
Nicolas asked for an advance, but looks at his condition, I refused. "No money until we get to Riga."227Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKQ3vGzcgTe
We went to a nearby tavern, and I ordered rich cabbage soup and mead. There, having eaten and drank the glorious mead, Nicolas slowly began to turn into a human being.
