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5483	Ebers, Georg	The Emperor — Volume 01			.txt	text/plain	17916	894	80	time to time he raised his eyelids--long, finely wrinkled, and blueveined--turning his eyes up to heaven or rolling them to one side and hands were caressing the Emperor's bloodhound, which had laid its sagelooking head on the boy's broad, bare breast, and now and then tried to hundred times a day, the limitations of the power and nature of man, and "It is not so bad as it looks," said the architect positively. As the prefect came up, the architect pointed to this study of stilllife, and said in a whisper: "You shall touch nothing in the little house," cried the prefect eagerly. Titianus turned his back on the steward, and asked the architect: "I am sure I do not care," said the prefect, "so long as the glorious With a deep bow Titianus took the Empress's right hand, covered with hall, looked after the two men and said:	./cache/5483.txt	./txt/5483.txt