The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-12-02

T don't imagine l have as many books as you. but in my own way
 , as you say I I burn the candle at night if you see what mean,
 And the candle never goes outg" The question came, sharp and imperative,
 The captain frowned, "r don't think you understand"
 Tt must be a very fine light not to so out in so much dark ness" said SixtuS, He spoke slow lv, as if he were thinking of some thing quite different,
 Why did you want my house?" he asked, finally,
 The captain started. Well" he said, Well, l hardly For S blockhouSe. to be sure" He stepped himself and picked up a cigaret. But what was it you wanted to sec me about? You still have an hour and half, I sup pose you came to ask for an eN- tension of time, If that's what 1t is. We may be a little lenient in your case, How much time do you wantp" While he lighted his cig- aret, he kept Shrewd eye on the old mans face,
 oh, but you mistake me, Forty eight hours was quite ample. For a blockhouse, you say, I have lived there forty years, you know. And now I had forty-eight hours to think things out for myself. considered the whole matter care fully. and from every angle. My conclusion Is what I have come ur to tell you. I cannot let you have my house"
 The captain stared at him, You what?"
 T must forbid you to enter my house"
 You forbidp Fer moment there was dead silence, and then all of a sudden Konig threw back his head and began to laugh. He laughed and laughed. rocking vio- lently back and forth in his chair. But then all at once he stopped, leaned forward over the desk, and examined the old mans face. Are you insane?" he asked slowly, T could have you shot,"
 He must be very nervous" Six tus thought, Finally he said, T know. But if you are interested l will tell you what brought me to my conclusion. which I can assure you. is completely unshakable You see, I am seventy nine. and especially at my age. it would pe foolish for me to be like Socrates enemies and fear death more than I love truth.
 "Silence!" Konig smashed his fist down upon the desk.
 SiXtus acted as if he had TO idea of his danger. He punched his cigaret out in the aShtray beside his chair. T have seen the waves of light and darkness washing over each other for thousands of years but always the individual man
 Quiet, you fool" Konig started forward. but the old man backed out of his reach.
 The individual man stood in the middle like a rock"
 Konig ieaped at him and caught him by the collar. Will you Stop?"
 No SixtuS cried. "If I were afraid. there might be hope for you. but I am not. What is mine is mine. Do you think you can stop the working Of our brains and hearts? We are not animals. We are men. That is the founda- ton of law. You cannot win. Where are your courts. your judges and your juries? Until you bring them forward. I must forbid you my house"
 You madman." Konig was be- side himself. his face flushed. cheeks trembling with anger. He struck the old man hard on the mouth with the back of his hand. Sixtus closed his eyes and fell back. You forbid do you? You forbid?" The captain forced him across the room. shaking him all the while like a cat. kicked the door open with his boot. dragged him out to the porch and thrust him tumbling among the soldiers. He forbids." he roared. This ani- nal forbidsl" He stood stradGled in the doorway. hands on hips, and the sunlight fiickering over his face. T give you forty-five minutes to clear everything out of his house And him too. Clear him out. We have no room for philoso- phers. He is to be cleared out. That is ar order" And he wheeled back into the hotel and slammed the door behind him. Sixtus lay where he had fallen. his mouth a little bloody, and his eyes still closed.
 The men came toward him slow. ly from all sides. The soldier he had called a Slav was at the head of the group that came from the steps. dark and heavy. with a broad mouth and narrow eyes. His head was thrust forward. lips drawn taut. showing the large teeth.
 Sixtus turned, as fl only hall experiencing and wanting to