安妮日记英文版_安妮·弗兰克-第42部分

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my　feet。

〃for　heavens　sake；　give　me　something　to　put　on！〃　i　said。　i　was　handed　some　clothes；　but　dont　ask　what：　a　pair　of　wool　slacks　over　my　pajamas；　a　red　sweater　and　a　black　skirt；　white　understockings　and　tattered　kneesocks。

mrs。　van　d。　sat　back　down　on　the　chair；　and　mr。　van　d。　lay　down　with　his　head　on　my　feet。　from　three…　thirty　onward　i　was　engrossed　in　thought；　and　still　shiver…　ing　so　much　that　mr。　van　daan　couldnt　sleep。　i　was　preparing　myself　for　the　return　of　the　police。　wed　tell　them　we　were　in　hiding；　if　they　were　good　people；　wed　be　safe；　and　if　they　were　nazi　sympathizers；　we　could　try　to　bribe　them！

〃we　should　hide　the　radio！〃　moaned　mrs。　van　d。

〃sure；　in　the　stove；〃　answered　mr。　van　d。　〃if　they　find　us；　they　might　as　well　find　the　radio！鈥�

〃then　theyll　also　find　annes　diary；〃　added　father。

〃so　burn　it；〃　suggested　the　most　terrified　of　the　group。

this　and　the　police　rattling　on　the　bookcase　were　the　moments　when　i　was　most　afraid。　oh；　not　my　diary；　if　my　diary　goes；　i　go　too！　thank　goodness　father　didnt　say　anything　more。

theres　no　point　in　recounting　all　the　conversations；　so　much　was　said。　i　forted　mrs。　van　daan；　who　was　very　frightened。　we　talked　about　escaping；　being　interrogated　by　the　gestapo；　phoning　mr。　kleiman　and　being　courageous。

〃we　must　behave　like　soldiers；　mrs。　van　daan。　if　our　time　has　e；　well　then；　itll　be　for　queen　and　country；　for　freedom；　truth　and　justice；　as　theyre　always　telling　us　on　the　radio。　the　only　bad　thing　is　that　well　drag　the　others　down　with　us！鈥�

after　an　hour　mr。　van　daan　switched　places　with　his　wife　again；　and　father　came　and　sat　beside　me。　the　men　smoked　one　cigarette　after　another；　an　occasional　sigh　was　heard；　somebody　made　another　trip　to　the　potty；　and　then　everything　began　allover　again。

four　oclock；　five；　five…thirty。　i　went　and　sat　with　peter　by　his　window　and　listened；　so　close　we　could　feel　each　others　bodies　trembling；　we　spoke　a　word　or　two　from　time　to　time　and　listened　intently。　next　door　they　took　down　the　blackout　screen。

they　made　a　list　of　everything　they　were　planning　to　tell　mr。　kleiman　over　the　phone；　because　they　intended　to　call　him　at　seven　and　ask　him　to　send　someone　over。　they　were　taking　a　big　chance；　since　the　police　guard　at　the　door　or　in　the　warehouse　might　hear　them　calling；　but　there　was　an　even　greater　risk　that　the　police　would　return。

im　enclosing　their　list；　but　for　the　sake　of　clarity；　ill　copy　it　here。

buralary：　police　in　building；　up　to　bookcase；　but　no　farther。　burglars　apparently　interrupted；　forced　warehouse　door；　fled　through　garden。　main　entrance　bolted；　kugler　must　have　left　through　second　door。

typewriter　and　adding　machine　safe　in　black　chest　in　private　office。

mieps　or　beps　laundry　in　washtub　in　kitchen。

only　bep　or　kugler　have　key　to　second　door；　lock　may　be　broken。

try　to　warn　jan　and　get　key；　look　around　office；　also　feed　cat。

for　the　rest；　everything　went　according　to　plan。　mr。　kleiman　was　phoned；　the　poles　were　removed　from　the　doors；　the　typewriter　was　put　back　in　the　chest。　then　we　all　sat　around　the　table　again　and　waited　for　either　jan　or　the　police。

peter　had　dropped　off　to　sleep　and　mr。　van　daan　anne　frank　and　i　were　lying　on　the　floor　when　we　heard　loud　footsteps　below。　i　got　up　quietly。　〃its　jan！鈥�

〃no；　no；　its　the　police！〃　they　all　said。

there　was　a　knocking　at　our　bookcase。　miep　whis…　tled。　this　was　too　much　for　mrs。

van　daan；　who　sank　limply　in　her　chair；　white　as　a　sheet。　if　the　tension　had　lasted　another　minute；　she　would　have　fainted。

jan　and　miep　came　in　and　were　met　with　a　delightful　scene。　the　table　alone　would　have　been　worth　a　photograph：　a　copy　of　cinema　&。。　theater；　opened　to　a　page　of　dancing　girls　and　smeared　with　jam　and　pectin；　which　wed　been　taking　to　bat　the　diarrhea；　two　jam　jars；　half　a　bread　roll；　a　quarter　of　a　bread　roll；　pectin；　a　mirror；　a　b；　matches；　ashes；　cigarettes；　tobacco；　an　ashtray；　books；　a　pair　of　underpants；　a

flashlight；　mrs。　van　daans　b；　toilet　paper；　etc。

jan　and　miep　were　of　course　greeted　with　shouts　and　tears。　jan　nailed　a　pinewood　board　over　the　gap　in　the　door　and　went　off　again　with　miep　to　inform　the　police　of　the　break…in。　miep　had　also　found　a　note　under　the　ware…　house　door　from　sleegers；　the　night　watchman；　who　had　noticed　the　hole　and　alerted　the　police。　jan　was　also　planning　to　see　sleegers。

so　we　had　half　an　hour　in　which　to　put　the　house　and　ourselves　to　rights。　ive　never　seen　such　a　transformation　as　in　those　thirty　minutes。　margot　and　i　got　the　beds　ready　downstairs；　went　to　the　bathroom；　brushed　our　teeth；　washed　our　hands　and　bed　our　hair。　then　i　straightened　up　the　room　a　bit　and　went　back　upstairs。　the　table　had　already　been　cleared；　so　we　got　some　water；　made　coffee　and　tea；　boiled　the　milk　and　set　the　table。　father　and　peter　emptied　our　improvised　potties　and　rinsed　them　with　warm　water　and　powdered　bleach。　the　largest　one　was　filled　to　the　brim　and　was　so　heavy　they　had　a　hard　time　lifting　it。　to　make　things　worse；　it　was　leaking；　so　they　had　to　put　it　in　a　bucket。

at　eleven　oclock　jan　was　back　and　joined　us　at　the　table；　and　gradually　everyone　began　to　relax。　jan　had　the　following　story　to　tell：

mr。　sleegers　was　asleep；　but　his　wife　told　jan　that　her　husband　had　discovered　the　hole　in　the　door　while　making　his　rounds。　he　called　in　a　policeman；　and　the　two　of　them　searched　the　building。　mr。　sleegers；　in　his　capacity　as　night　watchman；　patrols　the　area　every　night　on　his　bike；　acpanied　by　his　two　dogs。　his　wife　said　he　would　e　on　tuesday　and　tell　mr。　kugler　the　rest。　no　one　at　the　police　station　seemed　to　know　anything　about　the　break…in；　but　they　made　a　note　to　e　first　thing　tuesday　morning　to　have　a　look。

on　the　way　back　jan　happened　to　run　into　mr。　van　hoeven；　the　man　who　supplies　us　with　potatoes；　and　told　him　of　the　break…in。　〃i　know；〃　mr。　van　hoeven　calmly　replied。

〃last　night　when　my　wife　and　i　were　walking　past　your　building；　i　saw　a　gap　in　the　door。　my　wife　wanted　to　walk　on；　but　i　peeked　inside　with　a　flashlight；　and　thats　when　the　burglars　must　have　run　off。　to　be　on　the　safe　side；　i　didnt　call　the　police。　i　thought　it　wouldnt　be　wise　in　your　case。　i　dont　know　anything；　but　i　have　my　suspicions。〃　jan　thanked　him　and　went　on。　mr。　van　hoeven　obviously　suspects　were　here；　because　he　always　delivers　the　potatoes　at　lunchtime。　a　decent　man！

it　was　one　oclock　by　the　time　jan　left　and　wed　done　the　dishes。　all　eight　of　us　went　to　bed。　i　woke　up　at　quarter　to　three　and　saw　that　mr。　dussel　was　already　up。　my　face　rumpled　with　sleep；　i　happened　to　run　into　peter　in　the　bathroom；　just　after　hed

e　downstairs。　we　agreed　to　meet　in　the　office。　i　freshened　up　a　bit　and　went　down。

〃after　all　this；　do　you　still　dare　go　to　the　front　attic？〃　he　asked。　i　nodded；　grabbed　my　pillow；　with　a　cloth　wrapped　around　it；　and　we　went　up　together。　the　weather　was　gorgeous；　and　even　though　the　air…raid　sirens　soon　began　to　wail；　we　stayed　where　we　were。　peter　put　his　arm　around　my　shoulder；　i　put　mine　around　his；　and　we　sat　quietly　like　this　until　four　oclock；　when　margot　came　to　get　us　for　coffee。

we　ate　our　bread；　drank　our　lemonade　and　joked　（we　were　finally　able　to　again）；　and　for　the　rest　everything　was　back　to　normal。　that　evening　i　thanked　peter　because　hed　been　the　bravest　of　us　all。

none　of　us　have　ever　been　in　such　danger　as　we　were　that　night。　god　was　truly　watching　over　us。　just　think…the　police　were　right　at　the　bookcase；　the　light　was　on；　and　still　no　one　had　discovered　our　hiding　place！　〃now　were　done　for！〃　id　whispered　at　that　moment；　but　once　again　we　were　spared。　when　the　invasion　es　and　the　bombs　start　falling；　itll　be　every　man　for　himself；　but　this　time　we　feared　for　those　good；　innocent　christians　who　are　helping　us。

〃weve　been　saved；　keep　on　saving　us！〃　thats　all　we　can　say。

this　incident　has　brought　about　a　whole　lot　of　changes。　as　of　now；　dussel　will　be　doing　his　work　in　the　bathroom；　and　peter　will　be　patrolling　the　house　between　eight…thirty　and　nine…thirty。　peter　isnt　allowed　to　open　his　window　anymore；　since　one　of　the　keg　people　noticed　it　was　open。　we　can　no　longer　flush　the　toilet　after　nine…thirty　at　night。　mr。　sleegers　has　been　hired　as　night　watchman；　and　tonight　a　carpenter　from　the　underground　is　ing　to　make　a　barricade　out　of　our　white　frankfurt　bedsteads。　debates　are　going　on　left　and　right　in　the　annex。　mr。　kugler　has　reproached　us　for　our　carelessness。　jan　also　said　we　should　never　go　downstairs。　what　we　have　to　do　now　is　find　out　whether　sleegers　can　be　trusted；　whether　the　dogs　will　bark　if　they　hear　someone　behind　the　door；　how　to　make　the　barricade；　all　sorts　of　things。

weve　been　strongly　reminded　of　the　fact　that　were　jews　in　chains；　chained　to　one　spot；　without　any　rights；　but　with　a　thousand　obligations。　we　must　put　our　feelings　aside；　we　must　be　brave　and　strong；　bear　disfort　with…　out　plaint；　do　whatever　is　in　our　power　and　trust　in　god。　one　day　this　terrible　war　will　be　over。　the　time　will　e　when　well　be　people　again　and　not　just　jews！

who　has　inflicted　this　on　us？　who　has　set　us　apart　from　all　the　rest？　who　has　put　us

through　such　suffering？　its　god　who　has　made　us　the　way　we　are；　but　its　also　god　who　will　lift　us　up　again。　in　the　eyes　of　the　world；　were　doomed；　but　if；　after　all　this　suffering；　there　are　still　jews　left；　the　jewish　people　will　be　held　up　as　an　example。

who　knows；　maybe　our　religion　will　teach　the　world　and　all　the　people　in　it　about　goodness；　and　thats　the　reason；　the　only　reason；　we　have　to　suffer。　we　can　never　be　just　dutch；　or　just　english；　or　whatever；　we　will　always　be　jews　as　well。　and　well　have　to　keep　on　being　jews；　but　then；　well　want　to　be。

be　brave！　lets　remember　our　duty　and　perform　it　without　plaint。　there　will　be　a　way　out。　god　has　never　deserted　our　people。　through　the　ages　jews　have　had　to　suffer；　but　through　the　ages　theyve　gone　on　living；　and　the　centuries　of　suffering　have　only　made　them　stronger。　the　weak　shall　fall　and　the　strong　shall　survive　and　not　be　defeated！

that　night　i　really　thought　i　was　going　to　die。　i　waited　for　the　police　and　i　was　ready　for　death；　like　a　soldier　on　a　battlefield。　id　gladly　have　given　my　life　for　my　country。

but　now；　now　that　ive　be