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the crew that cuts wood, but it is all right.  It is what he
                                        knows how  to do  and he  is strong.  With him are  Yitz-
                                        chak  the  butcher  and  Gedaliah  and  Natan  Borodnik
                                        and  their  cousin  Nemuel.  Tzadik  the  cobbler  is  doing
                                        what he has always done, making shoes and belts. They
                                        have  a  cobbler's  shop there.  He  is  making  a  fine  pair
                                        of riding boots  for  the  commandant.  Size  five."
                                          "That is a woman's size!" Esther's mother said with
                                        a  laugh.
                                          "Yes,  and  they  have  made  up  a  little  rhyme  about
                                        it.  Listen,  I  will tell it  to you:
                                                     Breuer wears  a lady's  shoe,
                                                     What  a  cock-a-doodle-do.

                                          The  women  began  to  giggle;  Hannah  didn't  under-
                                        stand  the  humor.
                                          Gitl held up her hand and the laughter stopped. "And
                                        from  Viosk,  Naftali  the  gdldsmith  is  making  rings  on
                                        order for all the SS men.  He is a very sick man but they
                                        like  his work  so much,  they are  leaving  him alone."
                                          "And where   does  he  get the gold?"  asked  a woman
                                        in a stained green dress.
                                          "From the valises, idiot,"  someone  else  answered.
                                          "From  our  fingers,"  Fayge  said  suddenly,  the  first
                                        time she had spoken in days.  She held up her hands so
                                        that  everyone  could  see  that  they  were  bare.  "From
                                        our ears."
                                          "From our dead," Gitl whispered. Hannah wondered
                                        whether  anyone  else  heard  her.
                                          "What  about the others?"  Esther's  mother  asked.
                                          "I do not remember anything more," Gitl said softly.



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