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 Dem Kind die Mutter Mit dem ersten Kuss; Man wächst empor dann Zwischen Freud’ und Schmerz, Da zieht die Liebe in das junge Herz, Und offenbart Das Herz der Jungfrau sich, Spricht eine Thräne: Ja! ich liebe dich! ”

A strong voice in the door sang out the refrain with them. The women grew silent.

“I see, Aunty,” laughed Jiří, “you are making a good display of all your favorite things.”

He stood there, foppishly dressed, in all his glory, and bowed urbanely.

Lucy rose from her seat. She offered him her hand for a greeting.

“That was not a bad idea, Aunty, this gown is becoming to the young lady,” he remarked in a careless way, as he looked at her.

They seated themselves at the table, and