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Then he suddenly and abruptly got up, kissed his hostess's hand vehemently three times, and said he was very sorry, but he must hasten to keep a pressing engagement. He then left the room. Mrs. Bergmann got up and said, "Let us go upstairs." But the men had most of them to go, some to the House of Commons, others to fulfil various engagements. The stranger thanked Mrs.

But an hour before luncheon an incident happened which nearly drove Mrs. Bergmann distracted. One of her guests, who was also one of her most intimate friends, Mrs. Lockton, telephoned to her saying she had quite forgotten, but she had asked on that day a man to luncheon whom she did not know, and who had been sent to her by Walford, the famous professor.

"Angela will be here in a moment," he explained; "she asked me to come on first." Mrs. Bergmann grew restless. It was half-past one, and no Shakespeare. She tried to make her guests talk, with indifferent success. The expectation was too great. Everybody was absorbed by the thought of what was going to happen next. Ten minutes passed thus, and Mrs. Bergmann grew more and more anxious.

After a year or so, Bergmann got enough money to start a small shop in Wooster Street, New York, and it was at this shop that the first phonographs were made for sale. Then came the carbon telephone transmitter, a large number of which were made by Bergmann for the Western Union. Finally came the electric light.

Emma Bergmann across the table raised a careworn face from her two lines of large neat lettering and caught her eye. She put up her hands on either side of her mouth as if for shouting. "Hendchen," she articulated silently, in her curious lipless way, "mein liebes, liebes, Hendchen."

Bergmann, "we shouldn't notice his existence; he would be just un monsieur comme tout le monde like that monsieur sitting next to Faubourg," he added in a low voice. "The problem about Shakespeare," broke in Hall, "is not how he wrote his plays. I could teach a poodle to do that in half an hour. But the problem is What made him leave off writing just when he was beginning to know how to do it?

He turned round quickly to one of his staff who had approached him. "Well, what is it?" he said. Count von Bergmann bowed low. "The Herr-Director," he said, "humbly craves to know whether it is Your Majesty's pleasure that the opera shall proceed." The Kaiser laughed. "There, Lord Comber," he said, "you see how I am ordered about. They wish to cut short my conversation with you.

Edison lay chiefly, however, outside the laboratory, taking him to all parts of the country and to Europe. There were also to be regarded as detached members of it the Bergmann brothers, manufacturing for Mr. Edison in New York, and incessantly experimenting for him. In addition there must be included Mr.

"Brangane is playing gooseberry, as you say in England," he said. "A big gooseberry, is she not? Ah, bravo! bravo! Wunderschon! Yes, enter King Mark from his hunting. Very fine. Say I was particularly pleased with the entry of King Mark, Bergmann. A wonderful act! Wagner never touched greater heights." At the end the Emperor rose and again held out his hand.

So, too, in an equal number of cases, bullets and shot have been located, even after a prior fruitless search, and have been successfully extracted. It will be noticed that their denser shadow is seen even through the bones of the hand themselves, for the hand was skiagraphed palm downward. Professor von Bergmann of Berlin has uttered, however, a timely warning upon this very point.

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