Sobbing bitterly, he called to him, saying: "Eugene! My poor Eugene! Open your eyes and look at me! Why don't you answer?
I was not the one who hit you, you know.

Believe me, I didn't do it.

Open your eyes, Eugene?
If you keep them shut, I'll die, too.
Oh, dear me, how shall I ever go home now?
How shall I ever look at my little mother again?
What will happen to me?
Where shall I go?
Where shall I hide?
Oh, how much better it would have been, a thousand times better, if only I had gone to school! Why did I listen to those boys?
They always were a bad influence! And to think that the teacher had told me--and my mother, too!--'Beware of bad company!' That's what she said.
But I'm stubborn and proud.

I listen, but always I do as I wish.

And then I pay.