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Updated: May 12, 2025
But it went to Frau Sperber's heart, for Frau Kummerfelden had not been a famous tragic actress for nothing. "Don't make a person's heart heavy, you foolish Suse!" she said to her good friend. "You must always go putting emotion into things." "But," said Herr Sperber, "it can't go on like this it would be a nice state of things. Tubby must marry." "Marry!" said Frau Kummerfelden.
And oftener than before he had his trap hitched up and drove down into Weimar; or else he went shooting over his own ground, or to Sperber's to play bulldog with the old man and any one who happened in, or bézique with the pastor. He was on specially good terms with old Sperber, because he too had a strong objection to the way things were going down in the town.
And then one of them crows himself up in the big barnyard to the position of a demigod! Lord, how the fellow must be bored with the rest of the tribe!" "And how do you feel, Mr. Barnyard Cock?" asked Sperber's nephew, raising his glass. "Here's to you!" "To you!" said Herr Kosch, bowing very low toward him and trying to fix a somewhat unsteady gaze upon him.
"A man," the latter was just saying to his neighbor, Sperber's nephew, "in whom one notices by his walk or his bearing or his speech, even to the slightest degree, that he has taken too much of a good thing is a degenerate! In man there is a whole world at war. The microcosm is in revolution! Storms are raging in the brain the world is on fire! He stands unmoved, a god in revolt!
Very early in the morning you might see brisk Frau Sperber in her pink print apron, with her keys jingling at her waist, cross the courtyard to hold a general inspection of the stables and stock-rooms; and Herr Sperber's huge rubber boots carried their fat little master through hedge and ditch, over ploughed field and meadow and woodland.
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