Korniss Péter - Erdős Virág: Courtyards - Our Budapest (Budapest, 1993)

The four-wheeled wooden cock, drawn by a string, bolted on the lowest step and then raced across the yard.

and in its wake rushed the rolling trunks and the silver spoons in the shoe box and a rattling kitchen in the travelling chest, and by the time the frame in the camera stuck for a moment at the bottom of the staircase, and the film reeled back a bit to cast another glance on the gas-cock, the whole crew was already thronging at the main gate, and unable to wait until Saturday, they were off, leaving the yard emptied in no time like a tub drained, round the corner they boarded a helicopter and then - Now the house is empty, silence, no breeze enters, and the mud-scraper behind the gate is for no purpose, though sometimes the smell of frying onions still wafts across the arcades on the first floor, and now and again it drips even from a cloudless sky, and a tin watering can is left alone to hum on the window-sill, and once in a while a four-wheeled wooden cock flies in, rolls round and parks in the middle of the yard.

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