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34868	Spielhagen, Friedrich	Hammer and Anvil: A Novel			.txt	text/plain	281628	13611	81	hall-table I saw the good old woman throw up her hands and stare at me "Come in," said my father, making way for me to pass into his room. "How does the old man come to be working so late?" I asked the girl. "Most likely up yonder," said the old man, pointing with his axe-handle taking no interest in what was said--Herr von Zehren had left the room, "Yes indeed; did you not know it?" said the little man. "Which way are we going to-day?" I asked Herr von Zehren, as I came to "My dear, good George," she said, laying her hands on my shoulders. "We look like two brothers," said Hans; and in fact we might easily "To-morrow evening, then, at the same time," said Herr von Zehren. "Don't you grow ironical, young man!" said the doctor, looking up at pillars left standing from the good old times, and Herr von Zehren's	./cache/34868.txt	./txt/34868.txt