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This Halldor and Stein, and all the sons of Olaf, liked mightily ill, and said it would go hard with Bolli if he was allowed to stay in the same countryside as themselves. He was at the Thing, and said, "As matters stand, the guilt of these men will be no less in Norway, so long as any of Kjartan's friends are alive."
Stein was a man of prodigious energy, practical good sense, and lofty character, but irascible, haughty, and contemptuous, and was far from being a favorite with the king and court. His great idea was the unity and independence of Germany. He thought more of German nationality than of Prussian aggrandizement.
Scharnhorst, the peasant's son, was made a noble, and was retained in office until he died. Stein, however, whose overshadowing greatness created jealousy, remained simply a baron, and spent his last days in retirement, though not unhonored, or without influence, even when not occupying the great offices of state, to which no man ever had a higher claim.
"Current off again or else it's burned out," he murmured. A look in the hall outside showed him other lamps gleaming and he knew that his own light must be at fault. "Guess I'll go get another bulb," he remarked. When he returned with the new one he was aware that some one was in the darkened room. "That you, Dunk?" he asked. "No," answered a voice he recognized as that of Ikey Stein.
Michael Stein can't but be proud that his two sons should be both red scarfs: if so, he must be a republican."
It was an off night, no pullers in the cast, and nobody in the boxes but governesses and poor relations. At the end of the first act two people entered one of the boxes in the second tier. The man was Siegmund Stein, the department-store millionaire, and the girl, so the men about me in the omnibus box began to whisper, was Kitty Ayrshire.
Neither of the ladies knew Annot Stein, or had even heard of her; but Annot, though at present she was rather doleful, was not long in making herself known to them, and explaining to them her own particular connexion with the chateau. She made up her own bed for one of them, and her father's for the other.
You make it awful good." "Yes," called Minna from the bar. "I git it. For why wouldn't I speak my own language, I like to know?" Dave Cowan's jest was smouldering faintly within her. She returned presently with the stein of beer and a glass of milk, and went, still muttering, for the food that had been commanded.
Moreover, her head was small and restless like yours, and she had your colouring, your eyes, your chin. She carried herself with the critical indifference one might expect in an artist who had come for a look at a new production that was clearly doomed to failure. She applauded lightly. She made comments to Stein when comments were natural enough.
The king intrusted to him the portfolio of foreign affairs, not willingly, but because he regarded him as the ablest man in the kingdom. Stein declined to be foreign minister unless he was entirely unshackled, and the king was obliged to yield, for the misfortunes of the country had now culminated in the disastrous defeat at Friedland.
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