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Ab opposito autem praedicti fontis natatorij habetur imago lapidea, rudi et vetusto opere sculpta, deformiterque detrita, quae manus Absalon nuncupatur, cuius ratio lib. 2. Regum monstratur.
The son's surprising concern over the passport, their insistence on seeing about his route and his ticket, Rudi's persistence about suggestions for carrying the document all was now plain. It must be that war was coming and Rudi knew it. Dastards! To betray their guest, to cause him to go through this miserable experience, endanger his health when he had lately been in a sick bed!
If we had occupied your big and half-developed country in your place, we would have long ago been the only great State. There would have been no others. We would have annihilated them if they were not willing to become German provinces." Rudi took a long pull at his cigarette, with his elbows outspread like the haughty wings of the Prussian eagles of war.
Rudi, the son of the postmaster, sat at the head of the table, because he was the prize-winner according to the regulations, even if Andrea was the best shot in reality. Rudi was in a teasing mood. "Well, Andrea," he said, "we all know you for a mighty hunter; but, you know, it's easier to shoot a chamois than to carry it home." "If I shoot a chamois I carry it home," replied Andrea.
Whenever he set up his accustomed scream, his mother laid him into the cradle, where, soothed by the rocking motion, he soon fell asleep. The two older brothers, Rudi and Heirli, standing one each side of the cradle, pushed it back and forth with great good-will.
He takes big bites at existence. Thunderous might envelops and clouds his idea of perfection. One morning early in June when Kirtley, who had been away the afternoon and evening before, came down to breakfast, he found the household upset. Something bad had happened. Tekla was gone. Rudi was not to be seen.
Last evening Neighbor Rudi, who belongs to Churi's officers, told me that it was not on account of the fight that they were going away in the morning; but that they were going into the Mayor's vineyard and were going to take his early grapes; that Churi had persuaded Erick to come along, because he wants to send him ahead through the vineyard, because a trap might be set there.
But my remarks in praise of the size of the building were met at breakfast with the assurance that it really was hardly big enough for the family, as the young Countess in particular lived in great style with her suite. It was a cold morning in September, and we spent it out of doors. My friend Rudi seemed to be out of humour.
He ran forward, and found that it was Elsli, who was toiling along, her brother Rudi hanging to her skirts on one side, and Heili on the other, while in her arms she was carrying Hans, a solid child of two years. The poor patient girl was quite weighed down under the burden of her three brothers.
But, as the late Rudi Dornbusch pointed out in August 2001: "There are two kinds of Treasury Secretaries those like Robert Rubin who understand that a strong dollar helps get low interest rates and that the low rates make for a long and broad boom. They think too much about competitiveness and know too little about capital markets ...
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