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34357	Sudermann, Hermann	Honor: A Play in Four Acts			.txt	text/plain	26453	4896	97	knock, and a man come in, and Lord save us if there didn't stand a swell acquaintances, one of young Herr Kurt's friends---Father!--Good morning, Mother I (_He a man goes around in clothes like those!--Of course everything ain't (Frau _and_ Herr Heinecke _group themselves about_ Alma's _chair_. obliging young man he gave Alma a standing invitation to ride to the hand_) Do you know, my fine people, that a sort of foster-son of yours a sweet little thing like--(Robert _covers his face with his hands_) A thing like that often brings in thousands, Kurt. son of a respectable family, Herr Brandt, and as little worthy of You have been away from home a long time, Herr Count? and I tell you I brought you into the world!--Yes, an honest old man! Heinecke.--If the young Herr Muhlingk came, he said--(_He shuts the He loved the Herr Councillor like his own father!	./cache/34357.txt	./txt/34357.txt