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"I wanted to gif you the other handt, too, but I gafe it to your gountry a goodt while ago." "To my country?" asked March, with a sense of pain, and yet lightly, as if it were a joke of the old man's. "Your country, too, Lindau?" The old man turned very grave, and said, almost coldly, "What gountry hass a poor man got, Mr. Marge?"

"I wanted to gif you the other handt, too, but I gafe it to your gountry a goodt while ago." "To my country?" asked March, with a sense of pain, and yet lightly, as if it were a joke of the old man's. "Your country, too, Lindau?" The old man turned very grave, and said, almost coldly, "What gountry hass a poor man got, Mr. Marge?"

You amuse me and you haff already been useful, but I shall haff no hesitation in killing you. You are Thorn Hardt. My name is Kreynborg. How do you do?" "Where's my friend?" demanded Thorn savagely. "Where is she?" "Der lady friendt? There!" The whiskered man pointed negligently with the pocket-gun. "I gafe her a bunk to slumber in." There was a niche in the wall, which Thorn had not seen.

While t'e Prince wass here, we were crowded oh, to t'e smalles' room! efen at ot'er times, we tid well, for he gafe t'e house a prestige. But last vinter he die, unt hiss heir, hiss son, despite t'e care of heem which we haf taken, t'e anxieties he hass cause' us, yet which we haf cheerfully porne t'at ingrate hass t'e pad taste to prefer t'e ot'er house!

It's about supper time and we're going to have a little feed. "I really meant every word I said. After we had finished a fried chicken or two, we started back to Morris' store. "'Say, said he, 'Haf you got the copy of dot orter I gafe you? "I said, 'Why no, Morris, I haven't a copy of it. You have one. Don't you remember that I gave you one?

"I wanted to gif you the other handt, too, but I gafe it to your gountry a goodt while ago." "To my country?" asked March, with a sense of pain, and yet lightly, as if it were a joke of the old man's. "Your country, too, Lindau?" The old man turned very grave, and said, almost coldly, "What gountry hass a poor man got, Mr. Marge?"