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48271	Couperus, Louis	Old People and the Things That Pass			.txt	text/plain	88873	7699	93	"As to living together, Lot," said Mamma, sadly, in a child's coaxing "No, no, no!" said Aunt Stefanie, shaking her restless little bird-like "I hope I shall never grow old," said Lot. "How much do you think they'll have, Papa?" asked Ina. The old gentleman made a vague gesture and went on staring. "Yes, but I should think," said Ina, "considering how Uncle Anton used "Elly could have had whatever she liked," said the old gentleman, "a "Welcome, my dear child!" said the old man, kissing Elly. "Yes, I'm like Mamma," said Lot. He was short, slender, almost frail of build and fair; the old "Yes," said Lot, "and I'm like Mamma, an ugly edition." "And we shall be old one day," said Lot. "Yes, Lot," said Ottilie, "you felt it too: you went off to Italy to "Yes," said Aunt Adèle, "in the old gentleman's room."	./cache/48271.txt	./txt/48271.txt