A Familiar Story
As Bela spoke, his words sounded so much like that of a woman Marcel had recently met. Marcel pulled out a piece of paper from his wallet with the woman's name and number on it; he had intended to invite her to for a meal with his family in hopes that company would help relieve some of her deep anguish.
Marcel told Bela to get off the train at the next stop. He then led him by the arm to a phone booth and dialed the number. When Marya answered, Marcel asked her what street she lived on in Debrecen; all the while Bela stood there trembling. Knowing the unspeakably great news he was about to receive, Marcel urged Bela to be calm stating that “something miraculous is about to happen to you.” He passed the phone and said, “Here, talk to your wife!”
Bela could only cry out “Marya, Marya, Marya,” as Marya cried out “Bela, Bela, Bela”. They both continued to mumble hysterically. Marcel then took the phone and stated that they would be there soon. He paid the fare for the taxi and sent Bela on his way, deciding that the moment was too personal to watch.