The difference between David and the guests at the party was visible to the naked eye. Not even a designer suit helped. David simply couldn't wear it the way these people wore their expensive clothes.
He found Gustav with his eyes and began to look at him. The fashionable Meiden was doing splendidly among all these people. He exuded exactly the same ease and confidence as they did. He fit into this world as if he had been born into it.
Fool, Gustav was born into this world, you were not. You are nothing more than a simple gardener from a small village in a country that the West looks upon with pity.
He looked at Richard. He remembered his question.
"No, I think you fit into this world. Seriously. You give me the same vibe. You belong to the business world. You are educated, confident. You definitely fit in with these people."
