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In the early morning they knocked, they are on the landing of the stairs; the mother when she goes to open the door has her robe on. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?' 'Their son, who is not here?' 'He's asleep in the room. What do they want with my son?' The middle son woke up. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?' The mother knows very little, of all the hopes of her student son, who was very committed. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?' For days he spoke little and every night he was restless. He felt a tremor fearing a knock at dawn. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?' Not yet fully awake he already feels the call alive, and he jumps out the window, onto the asphalt in a flight. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?' Those who call remain silent, except one of them, perhaps the one in charge, who leans out the window. Behind, the mother screams. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?' In the early morning they called, the clock indicates an hour. Now the student is dead, dead from a knock at dawn. 'What do these people want calling in the early morning?'