I untied it upstairs. It was my knot. That’s how I undid it. Otherwise, it would have taken me ages. Or, most probably, I would have cut it.
It was my knot. But with deviations. Some personal contributions. The person had evidently tried, though. Had been patient. Where the strands crossed, the broader string had been smoothed out. Like adjusting a bow of ribbon. Again, I thought of Evsey. He used this knot even to tie his bootlaces. He was always trying to improve his speed.
Inside were the following:
gold tooth crowns – four;
engagement rings – seven;
tsarist gold coins – five;
a brooch made of yellow metal, presumably gold, in the shape of a flower set with small blue stones – one;
a long pin with a rosebud button, made of a grey metal presumed to be tarnished silver – one.
Alon
