But those bullets and that gun, the luxury of that humble home, a property of the government – so I was told – which my father was carrying as a punishment not exempt of a certain hesitant pride."
Но эти пули и револьвер, роскошь нашего скромного дома, собственность государства, как мне говорили, мой отец носил не без некоторой скрытой гордости».