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Updated: May 2, 2025
Well," he went on in Sepp's native tongue, "Herr Director, in Sepp you see one of the best woodsmen in Bavaria, one of the best shots in Germany. Sepp, we must show the Herr Director our Gems." And there was nothing for Sepp but to open the bag, sheepish, beaten, laughing in spite of himself, and before he knew it they all three had their heads together over the game in perfect amity.
And then there was nothing to do but sit on the bench and watch the sunset fade from peak to peak while they waited. Nani did not come "glei" but she came pretty soon, bringing with her two brimming milk-pails as an excuse for the delay. She and Sepp engaged at once in a conversation, to which the colonel listened with feelings that finally had to seek expression.
But the strain became too great, and at the first possible moment she said brightly to Rex, "I'm going to feed Zimbach. Sepp said I might." She collected some scraps on a plate and went out. The hound rose wagging as she approached. Ruth stood a moment looking down at him. Then she knelt and took his brown head in her arms. Her eyes were full of tears.
"Is he hit? Oh, Rex! did you hit him?" "Ei! Zimbach!" Sepp slipped the leash, the hound sprang away, and in a moment his bell-like voice announced Rex's good fortune. Ruth flew like the wind, not heeding their anxious calls to be careful, to wait for help. It was not far to go, and her light, sure foot brought her to the spot first.
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