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The first of these works is founded upon Scheffel's well-known poem, and tells in artless fashion of the love of Jung Werner, the trumpeter, for the daughter of the Baron von Schönau; the second deals with the story of the Hamelin rat-catcher, which Browning has immortalised.
Vasily looked at Werner from the distance, as though not recognizing him, and he lowered his eyes. "Vasya, what have you done with your hair? What is the matter with you? Never mind, my dear, never mind, it will soon be over. We must keep up, we must, we must." Vasily was silent.
The same enthusiasm surrounds the world of science with that creative imagination which has startled even men of science by its peculiar discoveries. WERNER, the mineralogist, celebrated for his lectures, appears, by some accounts transmitted by his auditors, to have exercised this faculty. Werner often said that "he always depended on the muse for inspiration."
From sea and from land, for five weeks, there is rumor of a Romanzow in overwhelming force, and with intentions very furious upon Colberg, upon the outposts, under Werner, as first point.
She's been with Manton Pictures for nearly a year." "You played the millionaire yourself?" "Yes, I did old Remsen." I realized suddenly, for the first time, that Werner was still in the evening clothes he had donned for the part. On his face were streaks in the little make-up that remained after his frequent mopping of his features with his handkerchief. Too, his collar was melted.
He got up and opened the closet, and I thought he was going to take out a bottle, but, instead, he handed me a thick square envelope with a big red seal. "Here, Joseph," said he, "is something that Brigadier Werner charged me to give you." I felt my heart jump and I could not see clearly. "Why don't you open it?" said Father Goulden. I opened it and tried to read, but had to take a little time.
Werner Stauffacher spent some days in going from village to village, trying to find out how the peasants and common people felt, and everywhere heard complaints and groans. Coming to Altorf, where his friend Walter Fürst lived, he heard in the market-place a great noise of shouting and trampling of feet. Down the street a party of Austrian soldiers came marching.
"He's always that way, though, when he's been out the night before." I flashed a look at Kennedy. Could Werner have been at Tarrytown? In the long hallway of dressing rooms Marilyn stopped, grasping the knob of her door. "It'll only take me " she began. Then her face went white as the concrete of the floor, and that was immaculate.
"Five men will do," said Koppy. "Five men's six too many," grumbled Werner. "Why d'you pick yours truly for all the soft jobs?" "You are honoured. Only three of you " "I'll give up my share of the honour to Morani's; he's fair bubbling for a chance to wipe out the miss he made with his dirk the other night. I'm not a bit resentful. I don't care if I never see the boss again.
It would not matter that I would be alone, while they would be thousands, or that I might not kill any of them. It is that which is important that they are thousands. When thousands kill one, it means that the one has conquered. That is true, Werner, my dear...." But this, too, became so clear to her that she did not feel like arguing further Werner must understand it himself.
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