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5553	Ebers, Georg	Margery (Gred): A Tale Of Old Nuremberg — Volume 02			.txt	text/plain	17967	688	81	The sunny autumn air was right full of these threads when on St. Maurice's day--[September 22nd]--Ann and I went forth to our duty of Ann went between him and me and gazed up into his face with shining eyes, rejoiced at my brother's home-coming could be seen in their eyes, though distress of mind and a wounded heart brought the tears into my eyes. wanderer; and when I gave Ann a last kiss that night how well I loved her tree of love grows in my breast, and the name of it is Ann; the little was minded to trust no man; for, if Herdegen's love were not the truth, have warned Herdegen against the good liquor, my uncle put in his word Ann had had tidings of our home-coming, yet I found her not at our house, father that Ann for the first time met my brother once more.	./cache/5553.txt	./txt/5553.txt