However, this premature intermission in the story of the curious, old man had left me, as the expression goes, "gespannt wie ein Flitzebogen," that is, on the edge of my seat, where I remained throughout the next morning, until, in what I have found to be its mysterious and utterly reliable fashion, fate, once again, intervened on my behalf.
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Thank you most kindly, sir. Did Monsieur Jean have a word or two to share with you about the aged proprietor of this establishment?
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Good day.
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It was an enchanting old ruin.
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How did you come to buy it, if I may ask? The Grand Budapest.
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No? Anyone? You with the very large scar on your face?
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Can I ask you a question, Vilmos? Yes, Dmitri? Who are you working for? I beg your pardon? Who are you working for? I thought you're supposed to be our lawyer. Well, in point of fact, I'm the executor of the estate. In this particular situation, I represent the deceased. Oh, yeah? Yeah. A provision for my fees was included in the... Just wrap it up and don't make waves. Agreed?
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YOUNG WRITER: The next week, I sailed for a cure in South America and began a long, wandering journey abroad.
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Yet here, in his own nearly empty hotel, he occupied a servant's quarters?
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MR. MOUSTAFA: I admire your work.
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I did not return to Europe for many years.
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It wouldn't have been necessary. No. The hotel I keep for Agatha.
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I beg your pardon?
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Perhaps as a result of this general silence, I had established a casual and bantering familiarity with the hotel's concierge, a West-continental known only as Monsieur Jean, who struck one as being, at once, both lazy and, really, quite accommodating. I expect he was not well paid. In any case, one evening, as I stood conferring elbow-to-elbow with Monsieur Jean, as had become my habit, I noticed a new presence in our company. A small, elderly man, smartly dressed, with an exceptionally lively, intelligent face and an immediately perceptible air of sadness. He was, like the rest of us, alone, but also, I must say, he was the first that struck one as being deeply and truly lonely. A symptom of my own medical condition as well. Who's this interesting old fellow? I inquired of Monsieur Jean. To my surprise, he was distinctly taken aback. Don't you know? He asked. Don't you recognize him? He did look familiar. That's Mr. Moustafa himself. He arrived earlier this morning.
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Bring the table to the window. Yes, Monsieur Gustave. Bring the tray to the table. Right away, Monsieur Gustave. Right there. Have those been brushed and blocked? Of course, Monsieur Gustave. Pack them in the hat boxes. Is that from Oberstdorf & Company? I believe so, Monsieur Gustave. Second trunk. Who has the tickets? I do, Monsieur Gustave. Give them to me.
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She and our infant son would be killed two years later by the Prussian grippe. An absurd little disease. Today we treat it in a single week, but, in those days many millions died.
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This could be a tricky war and a long dry spell in the hotel trade. For all we know, they could board us up tomorrow.
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He often comes and stays a week or more, three times a year at least, but never in the season. Monsieur Jean signaled to me and I leaned closer. I'll tell you a secret. He takes only a single-bed sleeping room without a bath in the rear corner of the top floor and it's smaller than the service elevator! It was well known, Zero Moustafa had purchased and famously inhabited some of the most lavish castles and palazzos on the continent.