Alphonse Daudet · 1873 · B2 · ≈ 15 min
The Last Lesson
Глава 1 — Late for School
As I passed the town hall, I saw a crowd before the little notice board. For two years all our bad news had come from there — the lost battles, the orders of the commander — and I wondered, without stopping, what could be the matter now. As I ran across the square, the blacksmith Wachter, who was reading the notice, called to me, 'Do not hurry so, little one; you will reach your school early enough today!' I thought that he was laughing at me, and I came into Monsieur Hamel's little courtyard quite out of breath.
Usually, at the beginning of school, there was a great noise that could be heard in the street — desks opening and closing, lessons repeated aloud all together, and the master's heavy ruler beating upon the table. I had counted on all this noise to reach my bench unseen; but that morning everything was as quiet as a Sunday. Through the window I saw my classmates already in their places, and Monsieur Hamel walking up and down with his terrible iron ruler under his arm. I had to open the door and enter before that silent room. You may imagine how I blushed and how frightened I was.