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And the green parrot, in his cage hanging in the kitchen, cried in his shrill voice: "No tramps allowed! Out you go! Sic him, Towser! Bow wow!" Bunny, Sue, Mart, and Lucile hurried into the kitchen after Miss Winkler. They saw her quickly take a broom from a corner.
Winkler hasn't come in yet," answered the young man. "Is anything the matter? You look so white! Winkler will probably show up soon, he's never very punctual. But it's after eleven o'clock now and he's never been as late as this before." "I 'don't believe he'll ever come again," said the old woman, sinking down on a bench beside the 'door. "Why, what do you mean?" asked the clerk.
Higher and higher, up into the tree went the "show boy," as the children called him. Wango still was perched on the limb of the tree, eating his cake. He did not climb higher or try to leap to another tree, as Jed Winkler said he was afraid his pet might do. Up and up went the boy, and a moment later he was calling in a kind and gentle voice to the monkey and holding out his hands.
Muller found only about a half dozen letters in all. Three of them were from women of the half-world, giving dates for meetings. Another was written by a man and signed "Theo." This "Theo" appeared to be the same sort of a cheap rounder that Winkler was. And he seemed to have sunk one grade deeper than the dead man, in spite of the latter's bad reputation.
And then, as the sailor's sister ran around in front of the chair, on which the old man tramp seemed to be standing, she gave a scream. "Wango! You good-for-nothing monkey you!" cried Miss Winkler. "The idea of pretending you were a tramp! I've a good notion to take this broom to you, anyhow!" There was a chatter from the chair and the gray head dropped down out of sight.
"Did you get any fish?" Bunny asked. "No," answered Sue slowly. "But there wasn't any fish in the pond. Mr. Winkler came along and told us so, and we didn't fish any more. We caught frogs." "How?" "In a tin can." "We haven't any tin can now," went on Bunny, looking about the boat, as if he would, perhaps, rather catch frogs than fishes. "Don't try to get any frogs," Sue begged him.
But as they had no very exciting adventures either, they simply told me all they had picked up from papers and table-talk, and this I tried to render with as much piquancy as possible in accordance with the journalistic style created by Heine, which was all the rage at the time. My one fear was lest old Hofrath Winkler should some day discover the secret of my wide knowledge of Paris.
One more look around her little kitchen, then she locked it up and set out for the centre of the city. She went to the office of the importing house where her tenant, Leopold Winkler, was employed as bookkeeper. The clerk at the door noticed the woman's excitement and asked her kindly what the trouble was. "I'd like to speak to Mr. Winkler," she said eagerly. "Mr.
"If you had been faithful to your mistress as well, if you had not spied upon her and betrayed her to her husband, all this might not have happened," continued the detective pitilessly, adding with a bitter smile: "And it was not even a case of sinful love. Your mistress had no such relations with this Winkler as you I say this to excuse you seemed to believe." Adele Bernauer sprang up.
He feared that I should seek to take vengeance upon him, and for this reason he was always exciting the King against me. Upon this point alone did he agree with that old, Maintenon. I believe that Louvois had a share in the conspiracy by which Langhans and Winkler compassed my poor brother's death.
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