Welcome to the end of the world according to Wisconsin. This branch plays differently.
You will only get 3 times to reset. That means you must choose carefully your options!
As you open the doors to the Serenity Falls Casino and Resort, a cool air overtakes you. A familiar presence, of luck and temptation, envelops you. Your eyes look towards the bar first, spotting Jeff Darling, already three shots deep for the night. The bar and buffet buzz with a subtle hum, warm and captivating to all that behold.
To your right, you spot the table games. Rows of slots, roulette tables, and craps tables line the vaulted foyer. A dazzling array of blue and yellow neon lights shine forth upon the floor, lighting the many expressions of the crowd. Bottle girls running circles around the entire floor remind you of the many gears in a clock, and how if only one were displaced, the entire machine could be in disarray forever.
You sit down at the bar with a ten dollar bill in hand and nothing more. The bartender on shift recognizes you as a regular, and slides over a fresh Long Island iced tea. You catch wind of a conversation between two middle-aged women, talking about a certain blackjack table being “hot”.
“Come on Greg, you’re smarter than that. Blackjack isn’t your game, my friend.”
You turn to your left, staring into Charlie Kilpatrick’s sullen, drained gaze.
“You’re right...that doesn’t mean it don’t sound appealing, however. I came in here without any idea of what I’d play first. But you knew that, didn’t you?”
Charlie smirks, taking a second to order another margarita.
“So where are you gonna go first? Test your luck.”
submitted by Tour Singapore Malaysia
Chương Trình Du Lịch Singapore - Malaysia 6 ngày 5 đêm Tour này có gì hot**?**
- Chỉ với 1 hành trình du khách được trải nghiệm văn hóa, cuộc sống 2 quốc gia Đông Nam Á với nhiều điều bất ngờ, thú vị.
- Khám phá những địa danh nổi tiếng ở Singapore và Malaysia như: Nhà hát Victoria, Esplanade, Vịnh Marina, công viên giải trí Universal Studio, Hồ Hải Dương Học, Gardens By The Bay, Malacca, Động Batu, Cao nguyên Geting, Thành phố mới Putrajaya,...
- Thưởng thức miễn phí chương trình biểu diễn nhạc nước Spectra Light and Water Show hoành tráng nên nền nhạc cổ điển kết hợp hiện đại.
- Du khách có thể tự do khám phá những địa danh độc đáo, mới lạ hiếm người biết đến và tìm hiểu, thưởng thức các món ăn theo sở thích cá nhân.
- Chi trí trọn gói, được bao lo mọi thứ, có xe đưa đón đi lại giữa các điểm tham quan và ăn uống, nghỉ dưỡng ở khách sạn tiêu chuẩn 3 sao suốt tuyến.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ NGÀY 1: TP.HCM - SINGAPORE Buổi sáng:
HDV
Gotravel đón khách tại cột số 5 ga đi quốc tế sân bay Tân Sơn Nhất. Đáp chuyến bay đi Singapore.
Buổi chiều:
Đến sân bay quốc tế Changi - Singapore, xe và hướng dẫn viên đón Quý khách đi tham quan:
- Vườn hoa Gardens By The Bay - Công viên với tổng diện tích khoảng 101 hecta và là "kỳ quan" mới của đất nước Singapore quy tụ hàng nghìn loại thực vật từ khắp nơi trên Thế Giới, ngoài ra còn có 18 Siêu cây thẳng đứng cao từ 15 - 25m với chức năng hấp thụ nhiệt và tản nhiệt để mang lại không khí mát mẻ cho thành phố.
Buổi tối:
Xe đưa về khách sạn nhận phòng nghỉ ngơi. Hẹn giờ đi ăn tối.
Sau khi ăn tối tại nhà hàng địa phương, Quý khách tự do hoặc có thể đăng ký chương trình khám phá
du lịch Singapore về đêm hấp dẫn và mới lạ:
- Khám phá cuộc sống trong lòng đất của người dân Singapore bằng tàu điện ngầm MRT.
- Trải nghiệm du thuyền trên dòng sông Singapore ngắm nhìn vịnh Marina Bay về đêm.
- Khám phá Trung tâm thương mại Suntec city - tìm hiểu phong thủy Thượng, Hạ...(chi phí tự túc)
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ NGÀY 02: ĐẢO SENTOSA Buổi sáng:
Đoàn dùng điểm tâm sáng, xe đưa Quý khách bắt đầu hành trình tham quan:
- Parliament House - Tòa nhà Quốc hội, Merlion Park - Công Viên Sư Tử Biển.
- Nhà hát Victoria - nhà hát cổ kính nhất Singapore. Nơi đây còn là tâm điểm cho nghệ thuật biểu diễn của đảo quốc sư tử ngay từ thời thuộc địa.
- Nhà hát Esplanade - nhà hát hiện đại vào bậc nhất của Singapore. Đây còn là biểu tượng kiến trúc và trung tâm biễu diễn văn hóa nghệ thuật tầm cỡ thế giới
- Tham quan cửa hàng Dầu Gió, trung tâm chế tác Kim Cương.
Buổi trưa:
Đoàn dùng cơm trưa - Buffet BBQ Hàn Quốc.
Buổi chiều, Đoàn tiếp tục tham quan hòn đảo du lịch nổi tiếng Sentosa bằng xe:
- Tháp sư tử biển Merlion Tower (chụp hình bên ngoài)
- RESORT WORLD - tham quan Casino hiện đại lớn nhất Châu Á và hệ thống khách sạn 5 sao lớn nhất Singapore.
- Chụp hình với biểu tượng công viên giải trí Universal Studio.
- Tham quan Hồ Hải Dương Học - S.E.A Aquarium, vừa được xác lập kỷ lục lớn nhất Thế giới. Thủy Cung là nơi sinh sống của hơn 100.000 sinh vật biển, với hơn 800 loài trong môi trường 45 triệu lít nước. Quý khách sẽ có cảm giác như đang đi giữa lòng đại dương, chiêm ngưỡng các loài cá quý hiếm, trải nghiệm cảm giác thú vị khi tiếp cận với Cá Mập chỉ cách 1 lớp kính.
Buổi tối:
Đoàn dùng cơm tối tại nhà hàng.
Sau đó Quý Khách xem thưởng thức chương trình biểu diễn nhạc nước Spectra Light and Water Show tại Marina Bay Sands hết sức độc đáo (Du khách có dịp xem các tia nước nhảy múa trên nền nhạc cổ điển kết hợp hiện đại và tiết mục biểu diễn tia laser tuyệt đẹp).
Trở về khách sạn và nghỉ đêm tại Singapore.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ NGÀY 03: SINGAPORE - MALACCA Buổi sáng:
Sau khi dùng bữa sáng buffet tại khách sạn, Quý khách làm thủ tục trả phòng.
Khởi hành đến biên giới. Làm thủ tục xuất cảnh Singapore và nhập cảnh vào Malaysia.
Buổi trưa: Đoàn dùng cơm trưa tại nhà hàng địa phương. Tiếp tuc hành trình đến Malacca, quý khách tham quan thành phố cổ từng là thuộc địa của Bồ Đào Nha với những tàn tích của lịch sử:
- Quảng trường Hà Lan: Một công viên nho nhỏ với mô phỏng chiếc cối xay gió và những cụm cây cỏ xanh um điểm xuyết những bông hoa nhắc nhở thời kỳ người Hà Lan ngự trị tại nơi đây.
- Pháo đài cổ Bồ Đào Nha: nơi Quý khách có thể ngắm thành phố Malacca bên dưới với những nếp nhà ngay ngắn.
- Nhà thờ cổ St. Pauls: nằm ngay trung tâm thành phố Malacca. Nhà thờ này được xây dựng theo lối kiến trúc đặc trưng của người châu Âu như sơn phết màu đỏ hệt các nhà thờ thiên chúa giáo bắt nguồn từ châu lục này.
- Chùa Bà Thiên Hậu - Ngôi chùa lớn nhất của cộng đồng người Hoa ở Kuala Lumpur.
Buổi tối:
Ăn tối, nhận phòng khách sạn, nghỉ đêm tại Malacca.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ NGÀY 04: MALACCA - KUALA LUMPUR Buổi sáng: Du khách dùng điểm tâm Buffet, sau đó làm thủ tục trả phòng khách sạn.
Qúy khách Khởi hành đi
du lịch Malaysia tham quan các địa điểm nổi tiếng tiếp theo:
- Quảng Trường Độc Lập, Nhà Thờ Hồi Giáo, Đài Kỷ Niệm. Quý khách có dịp chụp hình (bên ngoài) tại Hoàng Cung, gồm một tổ hợp những tòa nhà có kiến trúc mái vòm nằm trên đỉnh một quả đồi ở ngoại ô.
Buổi trưa:
Đoàn Ăn trưa tại nhà hàng địa phương.
- Xưởng sản xuất Chocolate.
- Tham quan tòa tháp đôi Petronas Twin Tower tại Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Thỏa sức mua sắm tại thủ đô Malaysia.
Buổi tối:
Đoàn dùng cơm tối. Tự do mua sắm và nghỉ đêm ở Kuala Lumpur.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ NGÀY 05: KUALALUMPUR - ĐỘNG BATU - GENTING Buổi sáng:
Đoàn ăn sáng Buffet. Khởi hành đi tham quan:
- Động Batu - cao 272 bậc thang, thánh địa của người Malaysia gốc Ấn Độ, tìm hiểu đạo Hindu (Ấn Độ Giáo).
- Cửa hàng miễn thuế - Một địa điểm thu hút khách du lịch đến Malaysia, khách du lịch thường mua được nhiều sản phẩm thời trang cao cấp với giá hấp dẫn.
- Cửa hàng trang sức Đá Đen.
- Cửa hàng đặc sản địa phương.
Buổi chiều: Đoàn dùng bữa trưa tại Batu, tiếp tục lộ trình thăm quan:
- Cao nguyên Genting - cao hơn 2000m so với mặt nước biển, là khu nghỉ mát và vui chơi giải trí cao cấp nhất của Malaysia. Genting được gọi là "thành phố trong mây" với khí hậu ôn hòa, thời tiết se lạnh. Đến đây, quý khách có cơ hội khám phá bản sao của sòng bạc Las Vegas, tham quan và chiêm ngưỡng nhiều khách sạn hoành tráng. Do đó quý khách tự do tham quan trung tâm giải trí và thử vận may tại sòng bài Casino...Thêm vào đó, quý khách thỏa sức mua sắm và ăn uống tại các khu thương mại, nhà hàng sầm uất ngay tại Genting.
Buổi tối:
Chiều quý khách quay về Kuala Lumpur ăn tối. Về khách sạn nghỉ ngơi.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ NGÀY 06: KUALALUMPUR - TP. HỒ CHÍ MINH Buổi sáng:
Đoàn dùng Buffet sáng. Làm thủ tục trả phòng.
- Thành phố mới Putrajaya: với các công trình hiện đại Quảng trường Putra, Dinh Thủ Tướng, Đền thờ Hồi Giáo Putra Mosque.
Đến giờ tập trung, xe đưa Quý khách ra sân bay, làm thủ tục xuất cảnh. Quý khách đáp chuyến bay trở về TP.HCM.
Về đến sân bay quốc tế Tân Sơn Nhất, HDV Công ty chia tay và hẹn gặp lại Quý khách trên những chuyến du lịch lần sau.
Thứ tự các điểm tham quan có thể thay đổi tùy theo tình hình thời tiết - giao thông thực tế nhưng vẫn đảm bảo thực hiện đầy đủ các điểm tham quan theo chương trình. CÔNG TY HÂN HẠNH ĐỒNG HÀNH CÙNG QUÝ KHÁCH TRÊN MỖI HÀNH TRÌNH DU LỊCH! ------------------ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ------------------- LIÊN HỆ NGAY VỚI CHÚNG TÔI ĐỂ ĐƯỢC TƯ VẤN TRỰC TIẾP MIỄN PHÍ CÔNG TY TNHH TM & DV GO TRAVEL submitted by By Thomas Mann Translation by H. T. Lowe-Porter THE FIGHT BETWEEN JAPPE AND DO ESCOBAR I WAS very much taken aback when Johnny Bishop told me that Jappe and Do Escobar were going to fight each other and that we must go and watch them do it. It was in the summer holidays at Travemünde, on a sultry day was a slight land breeze and a flat sea ever so far away across the sands. We had been some three-quarters of an hour in the water and were lying on the hard sand under the props of the bathing- cabins——we two and Jürgen Brattström the shipowner's son. Johnny and Brattström were lying on their backs entirely naked; I felt more comfortable with my towel wrapped round my hips. Brattström asked me why I did it and I could not think of any sensible answer; so Johnny said with his winning smile that I was probably too big now to lie naked. I really was larger and more developed than Johnny and Brattström; also a little older, about thirteen; so I accepted Johnny's explanation in silence, although with a certain feeling of mortification. For in Johnny Bishop's presence you actually felt rather out of it if you were any less small, fine, and physically childlike than he, who was all these things in such a very high degree. He knew how to look up at you with his pretty, friendly blue eyes, which had a certain mock- ing smile in them too, with an expression that said: "What a great, gawky thing you are, to be sure!" The ideal of manliness and long trousers had no validity in his presence——and that at a time, not long after the war, when strength, courage, and every hardy virtue stood very high among us youth and all sorts of conduct were banned as effeminate. But Johnny, as a foreigner—or half- foreigner——was exempt from this atmosphere. He was a little like a woman who preserves her youth and looks down on other women who are less successful at the feat. Besides he was far and away the best-dressed boy in town, distinctly aristocratic and elegant in his real English sailor suit with the linen collar, sailor's knot, laces, a silver whistle in his pocket, and an anchor on the sleeve that narrowed round his wrists. Anyone else would have been laughed at for that sort of thing——it would have been jeered at as "girls' clothes." But he wore them with such a disarming and confident air that he never suffered in the least. He looked rather like a thin little cupid as he lay there, with his pretty, soft blond curls and his arms up over the narrow English head that rested on the sand. His father had been a German busi- ness man who had been naturalized in England and died some years since. His mother was English by blood, a long-featured lady with quiet, gentle ways, who had settled in our town with her two children, Johnny and a mischievous little girl just as pretty as he. She still wore black for her husband, and she was probably honouring his last wishes when she brought the children to grow up in Germany. Obviously they were in easy circum- stances. She owned a spacious house outside the city and a villa at the sea and from time to time she travelled with Johnny and Sissie to more distant resorts. She did not move in society, although it would have been open to her. Whether on account of her mourn- ing or perhaps because the horizon of our best families was too narrow for her, she herself led a retired life, but she managed that her children should have social intercourse. She incited other children to play with them and sent them to dancing and to deport- ment lessons, thus quietly arranging that Johnny and Sissie should associate exclusively with the children of well-to-do families—— of course not in pursuance of any well-defined principle, but just as a matter of course. Mrs. Bishop contributed, remotely, to my own education: it was from her I learned that to be well thought of by others no more is needed than to think well of yourself. Though deprived of its male head the little family showed none of the marks of neglect or disruption which often in such cases make people fight shy. Without further family connection, with- out title, tradition, influence, or public office, and living a life apart, Mrs. Bishop by no means lacked social security or preten- sions. She was definitely accepted at her own valuation and the friendship of her children was much sought after by their young contemporaries. As for Jürgen Brattström, I may say in passing that his father had made his own money, achieved public office, and built for himself and his family the red sandstone house on the Burgfeld, next to Mrs. Bishop's. And that lady had quietly accepted his son as Johnny's playmate and let the two go to school together. Jürgen was a decent, phlegmatic, short-legged lad without any prominent characteristics. He had begun to do a little private business in licorice sticks. As I said, I was extremely shocked when Johnny told me about the impending meeting between Jappe and Do Escobar which was to take place at twelve o'clock that day on the Leuch- tenfeld. It was dead earnest——might have a serious outcome, for Jappe and Do Escobar were both stout and reckless fellows and had strong feelings about knightly honour. The issue might well be frightful. In my memory they still seem as tall and manly as they did then, though they could not have been more than fifteen at the time. Jappe came from the middle class of the city; he was not much looked after at home, he was already almost his own master, a combination of loafer and man-about-town. Do Escobar was an exotic and bohemian foreigner, who did not even come regularly to school but only attended lectures now and then——an irregular but paradisial existence! He lived en pension with some middle-class people and rejoiced in complete independence. Both were people who went late to bed, visited public-houses, strolled of evenings in the Broad Street, followed girls about, performed crazy "stunts"——in short, were regular blades. Although they did not live in the Kurhotel at Travemünde——where they would scarcely have been acceptable——but somewhere in the village, they frequented the Kurhaus and garden and were at home there as cosmopolitans. In the evening, especially on a Sunday, when I has long since been in my bed in one of the chalets and gone off to sleep to the pleasant sound of the Kurhaus band, they, and other members of the young generation——as I was aware——still sauntered up and down in the stream of tourists and guests, loitered in front of the long awning of the café, and sought and found grown-up entertainment. And here they had come to blows, good- ness knows how and why. It is possible that they had only brushed against each other in passing and in the sensitiveness of their knightly honour had made a fighting matter of the en- counter. Johnny, who of course had been long since in bed too and was instructed only by hearsay in what happened, expressed himself in his pleasant, slightly husky childish voice, that the quarrel was probably about some "gal"——an easy assumption, considering Jappe's and Do Escobar's precocity and boldness. In short, they had made no scene among the guests, but in few and biting words agreed upon hour and place and witnesses for the satisfaction of their honour. The next day, at twelve, rendezvous at such and such a spot on the Leuchtenfeld. Good evening.—— Ballet-master Knaak from Hamburg, master of ceremonies and leader of the Kurhaus cotillions, had been on the scene and prom- ised his presence at the appointed hour and place. Johnny rejoiced wholeheartedly in the fray——I think that neither he nor Brattström would have shared my apprehensions. Johnny repeatedly assured me, forming the r far forward on his palate, with his pretty enunciation, that they were both "in dead eahnest" and certainly meant business. Complacently and with a rather ironic objectivity he weighed the chances of victory for each. They were both frightfully strong, he grinned; both of them great fighters——it would be fun to have it settled which of them was the greater. Jappe, Johnny thought, had a broad chest and capital arm and leg muscles, he could tell that from seeing him swimming. But Do Escobar was uncommonly wiry and savage—— hard to tell beforehand who would get the upper hand. It was strange to hear Johnny discourse so sovereignly upon Jappe's and Do Escobar's qualifications, looking at his childish arms, which could never have given or warded off a blow. As for me, I was indeed far from absenting myself from the spectacle. That would have been absurd and moreover the proceedings had a great fasci- nation for me. Of course I must go, I must see it all, now that I knew about it. I felt a certain sense of duty, along with other and conflicting emotions: a great shyness and shame, all unwarlike as I was, and not at all minded to trust myself upon the scene of manly exploits. I had a nervous dread of the shock which the sight of a duel à outrance, a fight for life and death, as it were, would give me. I was cowardly enough to ask myself whether, once on the field, I might not be caught up in the struggle and have to expose my own person to a proof of valour which I knew in my inmost heart I was far from being able or willing to give. On the other hand I kept putting myself in Jappe's and Do Esco- bar's place and feeling consuming sensations which I assumed to be what they were feeling. I visualized the scene of the insult and the challenge, summoned my sense of good form and with Jappe and Do Escobar resisted the impulse to fall to there and then. I experienced the agony of an overwrought passion for justice, the flaring, shattering hatred, the attacks of raving impatience for revenge, in which they must have passed the night. Arrived at the last ditch, lost to all sense of fear, I fought myself blind and bloody with an adversary just as inhuman, drove my fist into his hated jaw with all the strength of my being, so that all his teeth were broken, received in exchange a brutal kick in the stomach and went under in a sea of blood. After which I woke in my bed with ice-bags, quieted nerves, and a chorus of mild reproaches from my family. In short, when it was half past twelve and we got up to dress I was half worn out with my apprehensions. In the cabin and afterwards when we were dressed and went outdoors, my heart throbbed exactly as though it was I myself who was to fight with Jappe or Do Escobar, in public and with all the rigours of the game. I still remember how we took the narrow wooden bridge which ran diagonally up from the beach to the cabins. Of course we jumped, in order to make it sway as much as possible, so that we bounced as though on a spring-board. But once below we did not follow the board walk which led along the beach past the tents and the basket chairs; but held inland in the general direction of the Kurhaus but rather more leftwards. The sun brooded over the dunes and sucked a dry, hot odour from the sparse and withered vegetation, the reeds and thistles that stuck into our leg. There was no sound but the ceaseless humming of the blue-bottle flies which hung apparently motionless in the heavy warmth, sud- denly to shift to another spot and begin afresh their sharp, mo- notonous whine. The cooling effect of the bath was long since spent. Brattström and I kept lifting our hats, he his Swedish sailor cap with the oilcloth visor, I my round Heligoland woollen bon- net——the so-called tam-o'-shanter——to wipe our brows. Johnny suffered little from heat, thanks to his slightness and also because his clothing was more elegantly adapted than ours to the summer day. In his light and comfortable sailor suit of striped washing material which left bare his throat and legs, the blue, short- ribboned cap with English lettering on his pretty little head, the long slender feet in fine, almost heelless white leather shoes, he walked with mounting strides and somewhat bent knees between Brattström and me and sang with his charming accent "Little Fisher Maiden"——a ditty which was then the rage. He sang it with some vulgar variation in the words, such as boys like to in- vent. Curiously enough, in all his childishness he knew a good deal about various matters and was not at all too prudish to take them in his mouth. But always he would make a sanctimonious little face and say: "Fie! Who would sing such dirty songs?"—— as though Brattström and I had been the ones to make indecent advances to the little fisher maiden. I did not feel at all like singing, we were too near the fatal spot. The prickly grass of the dunes had changed to the sand and sea moss of a barren meadow; this was the Leuchtenfeld, so called after the yellow lighthouse towering up in the far distance. We soon found ourselves at our goal. It was a warm, peaceful spot, where almost nobody ever came: protected from view by scrubby willow trees. On the free space among the bushes a crowd of youths lay or sat in a circle. They were almost all older than we and from various strata of society. We seemed to be the last spectators to arrive. Everybody was waiting for Knaak the dancing-master, who was needed in the capacity of neutral and umpire. Both Jappe and Do Escobar were there——I saw them at once. They were sitting far apart in the circle and pretending not to see each other. We greeted a few acquaintances with silent nods and squatted in our turn on the sun- warmed ground. Some of the group were smoking. Both Jappe and Do Escobar held cigarettes in the corners of their mouths. Each kept one eye shut against the smoke and I instantly felt and knew that they were aware how grand it was to sit there and smoke before entering the ring. They were both dressed in grown-up clothes, but Do Escobar's were more gentlemanly that Jappe's. He wore yellowed shoes with pointed toes, a light-grey summer suit, a rose- coloured shirt with cuffs, a coloured silk cravat, and a round, nar- row-brimmed straw hat sitting far back on his head, so that his mop of shining black hair showed on one side beneath it, in a big hummock. He kept raising his right hand to shake back the silver bangle he wore under his cuff. Jappe's appearance was distinctly less pretentious. His legs were encased in tight trousers of a lighter colour than his coat and waistcoat and fastened with straps under his waxed black boots. A checked cap covered his curly blond hair; in contrast to Do Escobar's jaunty headgear he wore it pulled down over his forehead. He sat with his arms clasped round one knee; you could see that he had on loose cuffs over his shirt-sleeves, also that his finger-nails were either cut too short or else that he indulged in the vice of biting them. Despite the smoking and the assumed nonchalance, the whole circle was serious and silent, restraint was in the air. The only one to make head against it was Do Escobar, who talked without stopping to his neighbours, in a loud, strained voice, rolling his r's and blow- ing smoke out of his nose. I was rather put off by his volubility; it inclined me, despite the bitten finger-nails, to side with Jappe, who at most addressed a word or two over his shoulder to his neighbour and for the rest gazed in apparent composure at the smoke of his cigarette. Then came Herr Knaak——I can still see him, in his blue striped flannel morning suit, coming with winged tread from the direc- tion of the Kurhaus and lifting his hat as he paused outside the circle. That he wanted to come I do not believe; I am convinced rather that he had made a virtue of necessity when he honoured the fight with his presence. And the necessity, the compulsion, was due to his equivocal position in the eyes of the martially- and mascu- linely-minded youth. Dark-skinned and comely, plump, particu- larly in the region of the hips, he gave us dancing and deportment lessons in the wintertime——private, family lessons as well as pub- lic classes in the Casino; and in the summer he acted as bathing- master and social manager at Travemünde. He rocked on his hips and weaved in his walk, turning out his toes very much and setting them first on the ground as he stepped. His eye had a vain ex- pression, his speech was pleasant but affected, and his way of entering a room as though it were a stage, his extraordinary and fastidious mannerisms charmed all the female sex, while the mascu- line world, and especially critical youth, viewed him with sus- picion. I have often pondered over the position of François Knaak in life and always have I found it strange and fantastic. He was of humble origins, his parents were poor, and his taste for the social graces left him as it were hanging in the air——not a member of society, yet paid by it as a guardian and instructor of its con- ventions. Jappe and Do Escobar were his pupils too; not in pri- vate lessons, like Johnny, Brattström, and me, but in the public classes in the Casino. It was in these that Herr Knaak's character and position were most sharply criticized. We of the private classes were less austere. A fellow who taught you the proper de- portment towards little girls, who was thrillingly reported to wear a corset, who picked up the edge of his frock-coat with his finger- tips, curtsied, cut capers, leaped suddenly into the air, where he twirled his toes before he came down again——what sort of chap was he, after all? These were the suspicions harboured by militant youth on the score of Herr Knaak's character and mode of life, and his exaggerated airs did nothing to allay them. Of course, he was a grown-up man (he was even, comically enough, said to have a wife and children in Hamburg); and his advantage in years and the fact that he was never seen except officially and in the dance-hall, prevented him from being convicted and unmasked. Could he do gymnastics? Had he ever been able to? Had he courage? Had he parts? In short, could one accept him as an equal? He was never in a position to display the soldier char- acteristics which might have balanced his salon arts and made him a decent chap. So there were youths who made no bones of call- ing him straight out a coward and a jackanapes. All this he knew and therefore he was here today to manifest his interest in a good stand-up fight and to put himself on terms with the young, though in his official position he should not have countenanced such goings-on. I am convinced, however, that he was not comfortable ——he knew he was treading on thin ice. Some of the audience looked coldly at him and he himself gazed uneasily round to see if anybody was coming. He politely excused his late arrival, saying that he had been kept by a consultation with the management of the Kurhaus about the next Sunday's ball. "Are the combatants present?" he next inquired in official tones. "Then we can begin." Leaning on his stick with his feet crossed he gnawed his soft brown mous- tache with his under lip and made owl eyes to look like a con- noisseur. Jappe and Do Escobar stood up, threw away their cigarettes, and began to prepare for the fray. Do Escobar did it in a hurry, with impressive speed. He threw hat, coat, and waistcoat on the ground, unfastened tie, collar, and braces and added them to the pile. He even drew his rose-coloured shirt out of his trousers, pulled his arms briskly out of the sleeves, and stood up in a red and white striped undershirt which exposed the larger part of his yellow arms, already covered with a thick black fell. "At you service, sir," he said, with a rolling r, stepping into the middle of the ring, expanding his chest and throwing back his shoulders. He still wore the silver bangle. Jappe was not ready yet. He turned his head, elevated his brows, and looked at Do Escobar's feet a moment with narrowed eyes——as much as to say: "Wait a bit——I'll get there too, even if I don't swagger so much." He was broader in the shoulder; but as he took his place beside Do Escobar he seemed nowhere near so fit or athletic. His legs in the tight strapped boots inclined to be knock-kneed and his fit-out was not impressive——grey braces over a yellowed white shirt with loose buttoned sleeves. By con- trast Do Escbar's striped tricot and the black hair on his arms looked uncommonly grim and businesslike. Both were pale but it showed more in Jappe as he was otherwise blond and red-cheeked, with jolly, not-too-refined features including a rather turned-up nose with a saddle of freckles. Do Escobar's nose was short, straight, and drooping and there was a downy black growth on his full upper lip. They stood with hanging arms almost breast to breast, and looked at one another darkly and haughtily in the region of the stomach. They obviously did not know how to begin——and how well I could understand that! A night and half a day had inter- vened since the unpleasantness. They had wanted to fly at each other's throats and had only been held in check by the rules of the game. But they had had time to cool off. To do to order, as it were, before an audience, by appointment, in cold blood, what they had wanted to do yesterday when the fit was on them——it was not the same thing at all. After all, they were not gladiators. They were civilized young men. And in possession of one's senses one has a certain reluctance to smash a sound human body with one's fists. So I thought, and so, very likely, it was. But something had to be done, that honour might be satisfied, so each began to work the other up by hitting him contemptu- ously with the finger-tips on the breast, as though that would be enough to finish him off. And, indeed, Jappe's face began to be distorted with anger—but just at that moment Do Escobar broke off the skirmish. "Pardon," said he, taking two steps backwards and turning aside. He had to tighten the buckle at the back of his trousers, for he was narrow-hipped and in the absence of braces they had begun to slip. He took his position again almost at once, throwing out his chest and saying something in guttural and rattling Spanish, probably to the effect that he was again at Jappe's service. It was clear that he was inordinately vain. The skirmishing with shoulders and buffeting with palms began again. Then unexpectedly there ensued a blind and raging hand- to-hand scuffle with the fists, which lasted three seconds and broke off without notice. "Now they are warming up," said Johnny, sitting next to me with a dry grass in his mouth. "I'll wager Jappe beats him. Look how he keeps squinting over at us——Jappe keeps his mind on his job. Will you bet he won't give him a good hiding?" They had now recoiled and stood, fists on hips, their chests heaving. Both had doubtless taken some punishment, for they both looked angry, sticking out their lips furiously as much as to say: "What do you mean by hurting me like that?" Jappe was red- eyed and Do Escobar showed his white teeth as they fell to again. They were hitting out now with all their strength on shoulders, forearms, and breasts by turns and in quick succession. "That's nothing," Johnny said, with his charming accent. "They won't get anywhere that way, either of them. They must go at it under the chin, with an uppercut to the jaw. That does it." But mean- while Do Escobar had caught both Jappe's arms with his left arm, pressed them as in a vise against his chest, and with his right went on pummelling Jappe's flanks. There was great excitement. "No clinching!" several voices cried out, and people jumped up. Herr Knaak hastened between the combatants, in horror. "You are holding him fast, my dear friend. That is against all the rules." He separated them and again instructed Do Escobar in the regulations. Then he withdrew once more outside the ring. Jappe was obviously in a fury. He was quite white, rubbing his side and looking at Do Escobar with a slow nod that boded no good. When the next round began, his face looked so grim that everybody expected him to deliver a decisive blow. And actually as soon as contact had been renewed Jappe carried out a coup——he practised a feint which he had probably planned beforehand. A thrust with his left caused Do Escobar to protect his head; but as he did so Jappe's right hit him so hard in the stomach that he crumpled forwards and his face took on the colour of yellow wax. "That went home," said Johnny. "That's where it hurts. Maybe now he will pull himself together and take things seri- ously, so as to pay it back." But the blow to the stomach had been too telling, Do Escobar's nerve was visibly shaken. It was clear he could not even clench his fists properly, and his eyes took on a glazed look. However, finding his muscles thus affected, his vanity counselled him to play the agile southron, dancing round the German bear and rendering him desperate by his own dex- terity. He took tiny steps and made all sorts of useless passes, moving round Jappe in little circles and trying to assume an arro- gant smile——which in his reduced condition struck me as really heroic. But it did not upset Jappe at all——he simply turned round on his heel and got in many a good blow with his right while with his left he warded off Do Escobar's feeble attack. But what sealed Do Escobar's fate was that his trousers kept slipping. His tricot shirt even came outside and rucked up, showing a little strip of his bare yellow skin——some of the audience sniggered. But why had he taken off his braces? He would have done better to leave æsthetic considerations on one side. For now his trousers bothered him, they had bothered him during the whole fight. He kept wanting to pull them up and stuff in his shirt, for however much he was punished he could bear it better than the thought that he might be cutting a ridiculous figure. In the end he was fighting with one hand while with the other he tried to put him- self to rights; and thus Jappe was able to land such a blow on his nose that to this day I do not understand why it was not broken. But the blood poured out, and Do Escobar turned and went apart from Jappe, trying with his right hand to stop the bleeding and with his left making an eloquent gesture behind him as he went. Jappe stood there with his knock-kneed legs spread out and waited for Do Escobar to come back. But Do Escobar was finished with the business. If I interpret him aright he was the more civilized of the two and felt that it was high time to call a halt: Jappe would beyond doubt have fought on with his nose bleed- ing; but almost as certainly Do Escobar would equally have re- fused to go on, and he did so with even more conviction in that it was himself that bled. They had made the claret run out of his nose——in his view things should never have been allowed to go so far, devil take it! The blood ran between his fingers onto his clothes, it soiled his light trousers and dripped on his yellow shoes. It was beastly and nothing but beastly——and under such circum- stances he declined to take part in more fighting. It would be inhuman. And his attitude was accepted by the majority of the spec- tators. Herr Knaak came into the ring and declared that the fight was over. Both sides had behaved with distinction. You could see how relieved he felt that the affair had gone off so smoothly. "But neither of them was brought to a fall," said Johnny, surprised and disappointed. However, even Jappe was quite satis- fied to consider the affair as settled. Drawing a long breath he went to fetch his clothes. Everybody generally accepted Herr Knaak's delicate fiction that the issue was a draw. Jappe was con- gratulated, but only surreptitiously; on the other hand some peo- ple lent Do Escobar their handkerchiefs, as his own was soon drenched. And now the cry was for more. Let two other fellows fight. That was the sense of the meeting; Jappe's and Do Escobar's business had taken so little time, hardly ten minutes; since they were all there and it was still quite early something more ought to come. Another pair must enter the arena——whoever wanted to show that he deserved being called a lad of parts. Nobody offered. But why at this summons did my heart begin to beat like a little drum? What I had feared had come to pass: the challenge had become general. Why did I feel as though I had all the time been awaiting this very moment with shivers of delicious anticipation and now when it had come why was I plunged into a whirl of conflicting emotions? I looked at Johnny. Perfectly calm and detached he sat beside me, turned his straw about in his mouth and looked about the ring with a frankly curious air, to see whether a couple of stout chaps would not be found to let their noses be broken for his amusement. Why was it that I had to feel personally challenged to conquer my nervous timidity, to make an unnatural effort and draw all eyes upon my- self by heroically stepping into the ring? In an access of self- consciousness mingled with vanity I was about to raise my hand and offer myself for combat when somewhere in the circle the shout arose: "Herr Knaak ought to fight!" All eyes fastened themselves upon Herr Knaak. I have said that he was walking upon slippery ice in exposing himself to the dan- ger of such a test of his kidney. But he simply answered: "No, thanks, very much——I had enough beatings when I was young." He was safe. He had slipped like an eel out of the trap. How astute of him, to bring in his superiority in years, to imply that at our age he would not have avoided an honourable fight——and that without boasting at all, even making his own words carry irre- sistible conviction by admitting with a disarming laugh at himself that he too had taken beatings in his time. They let him alone. They perceived that it was hard, if not impossible, to bring him to book. "Then somebody must wrestle!" was the next cry. This sug- gestion was not taken up either; but in the midst of the discussion over it (and I shall never forget the painful impression it made) Do Escobar said in his hoarse Spanish voice from behind his gory handkerchief: "Wrestling is for cowards. Only Germans wrestle." It was an unheard of piece of tactlessness, coming from him, and got its reward at once in the capital retort made by Herr Knaak: "Possible," said he. "But it looks as though the Germans know how to give pretty good beatings sometimes too!" He was rewarded by shouts of approving laughter; his whole position was improved, and Do Escobar definitely put down for the day. But it was the general opinion that wrestling was a good deal of a bore, and so various athletic feats were resorted to instead: leap-frog, standing on one's head, handsprings and so on, to fill in the time. "Come on, let's go," said Johnny to Brattström and me, and got up. That was Johnny Bishop for you. He had come to see something real, with the possibility of a bloody issue. But the thing had petered out and so he left. He gave me my first impression of the peculiar superiority of the English character, which later on I came so greatly to admire. 1911
From Thomas Mann: Stories of Three Decades, Translated from the German by H. T. Lowe-Porter. Copyright, 1930, 1931, 1934, 1935, 1936, by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. The Modern Library edition, Random House, Inc. pp. 328—339.
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