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Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. But men are so careless, there's no trusting anything to them! However, I must try to brazen it out. The face of the man who lay there was clearly visible. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. She felt as if she had struck them unawares. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. "Don't fire," cried the latter. \"I don't want to hurt you.
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