So when'ever our old friends met my husband, they started talking about the bad times and how they didn't know how to make ends meet. Once Georg came really angry. “ Just think what happened ? ” “ Here we go ! ” I thought as he walked to and fro in big striding steps, chewing his moustache. “ First I met Maxi. ” (One of the richest men in the countryside.) “ Out of a blue sky he started to explain to me that even if his own brother were to ask him for a loan, he would have to refuse.”