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"Grandma who has het elefen of dem...." "Don't cry, little Margaret!" Martie murmured, happy under the kindly adjusting old hands. The old woman stumped about composedly, opening bureau drawers and scratching matches in the kitchen, before she would condescend to telephone for the superfluous doctor.
"What Italian fellow do you refer to?" "He lifs close by me, a few doors away. His name is Spatola, und he plays the violin the gurb-stones beside." "What time was it that you saw him?" "Maybe elefen o'clock. I am not sure. But it was just a little while before I got me the rush of customers from the theaters." "Did you notice his manner? Was there anything unusual in his looks?"
We will pild your chelly into a gomedy, ant we will preathe into id the preath of life, and it shall valk apout. 'You'll you'll work with me? Paul cried. 'Hurrah! Darco rang a peal at the bell, and the landlady, probably thinking the house on fire, scurried madly to answer the call. 'Half-bast elefen o'glock, growled Darco accusingly, 'ant look at the preakfast-dable.
"I vant dwo huntred und elefen for dose bites vot I haf all ofer mein body on!" "Keep still!" ordered the sentinel. "Stand still while those crawfish are removed." "You peen bitten all der dime dose cendibedes py, und I pet me my poots you don'd keep very sdill yet avile! We-e-eow! Dey vos eadin' me ub alretty yet!"
Here I vork sefen days in de veek from sefen in de morning to elefen at night, and sometimes twelf. Only vonce last year I go to t'eater in de afternoon. Ven I com home I catch 'ell from my vife. She say, "You safe money, Sam, and we get oud of dese bondage," and I say I must haf a leetle recreations. Sunday all day I keep open.
"Vot you doing here, Bresgott?" demanded Herr Schimmelpodt, turning upon the young prisoner. "Vy you ain't by dot elefen? How dey going to vin bis you are behint left?" "You have company in your misery, sir," said Officer Hemingway. "I'm awfully sorry to say that Dick Prescott can't see today's game, either. It's a whopping shame, but sometimes the law is powerless to do right."
The old German turned toward him, and answered gravely: "That is the feerst mofement of Beethoven's Opus Von Hundred and Elefen." "Oh, it is, is it?" said Lydia's guest, with a facetious intonation. "All of that?"
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