Someone was shouting desperately. It was Natan. “PETA! PETA! ARE YOU THERE?” Barefoot, I got out of bed and walked hurriedly toward the passage. Opening the door I saw Natanael standing before me, still wearing the same clothes he had on at Mr. Serafim’s party. “Why did you leave my grandfather’s party that way? I was worried about you. I looked for you around the whole farm.” I reached out and hugged him tightly but said nothing. I imagined that perhaps Isaac did not say anything to Natan about the Club of Virgins. He probably would not do that or his nephew would find out that he manages a prostitution business. Natan seemed shocked by my strange behavior. I embraced him strongly, afraid of losing him. All the strength I had I put into in that embrace. Natanael could feel how firmly I held him around his body, as I nearly crushed his ribs. “Peta, you still did not answer my question,”
