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Updated: June 17, 2025


'You're doing that anyway, you bloomin' renegade dog-stealer, called back the private. 'Wy didn't you pay your landlady in Lunnon for the lodgin's you owed when you run away? 'Schweinhund! said the voice angrily, and a bullet slapped into the parapet in front of the taunting private.

Frank could not see his face clearly but he could hear the man shaking as if with inward laughter. "Laugh ahead, Heinie," remarked Frank, though he knew the man could probably not understand him. "I'd do the same if the tables were turned. It'll be a mighty good joke to tell your cronies at mess tomorrow how the Yankee schweinhund thought he had you and then got nabbed himself.

Our trusty servant Therese, a Swabian girl, had been sneered at by a crazy hooligan, but when she realised that he understood German, she succeeded in quieting him for a time by calling him Schweinhund at the top of her voice. Poor Kietz was struck dumb with disappointment, and Chandon's 'Fleur du Jardin' was growing sour in the storeroom.

Their pistols emptied, the Americans also drew machetes all except Rand, who had no weapon but the bulletless rifle and waited. Few unwounded Red Bones now were left; but among those few Schwandorf still lived. "Schwandorf!" bellowed McKay. "You yellow cur you Schweinhund! Come and fight!" "Yeah!" taunted Tim. "The women and kids are inside. Come and git 'em!" Schwandorf came.

An old woman tottered on the fringes of the struggle, crying feebly; others, young and old, wept or screamed; a soldier, bitten in the hand, cried an oath and gave way. The prisoner tore himself all but loose. "Verfluchter Schweinhund!" roared Captain Halm suddenly.

Machine-guns barked in the snow-covered streets. A man named Noske was a Bluthund. A man named Liebknecht was a Schweinhund.

Von Wetten broke the silence. "German?" he said, in that infuriating tone of peremptory incredulity which his kind in all countries commands. "You, a German?" The lean youth turned on him with a movement like a swoop. "Yes me!" he spat. "And a deserter from my military service, too! Make the best of that, you Prussian Schweinhund!" "Was!"

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