254 STEINBEKG
The* day following, Maxim was hit by a Japanese bullet, and there happened to be no one beside him at the moment.
The shock drove all the soldier-speech out of his head. "Help, I am killed!" he called out, and fell to the ground.
Struli was at his side like one sprung from the earth, he tore off his Four-Corners, and made his comrade a bandage.
The wound turned out to be slight, for the bullet had passed through, only grazing the flesh of the left arm. A few days later Maxim was back in the company.
"I wanted to see you again, Struli," he said, greeting his comrade in Roumanian.
A flash of brotherly affection and gratitude lighted Struli's Semitic eyes, and he took the other into his arms, and pressed him to his heart.
They felt themselves to be "countrymen," of one and the same native town.
Neither of them could have told exactly when their union of spirit had been accomplished, but each one knew that he thanked God for having brought him together with so near a compatriot in a strange land.
And when the battle of Mukden had made Maxim all but totally blind, and deprived Struli of one foot, they started for home together, according to the passage in the Midrash, "Two men with one pair of eyes and one pair of feet between them." Maxim carried on his shoulders a wooden box, which had now became a burden in common for them, and Struli limped a little in front of him, leaning lightly against his companion, so as to
