Book III: Algeria
Reading edition
“Enter Magda, brilliantly dressed, with a large mantle, and a Spanish veil on her head. She embraces Marie.
Magda.—My puss! My little one! How my little one has grown! My pet—my—(kissing her passionately). But what’s the matter? You’re dizzy. Come, sit down. No, no, please sit down. Now. Yes, you must. (Places Marie in an arm-chair.) Dear little hands, dear little hands! (Kneels before her, kissing and stroking her hands.) But they’re rough and red, and my darling is pale. There are rings around her eyes.”
Hermann Sudermann
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Die Heimat”
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Trans.
C. E. A.
Winslow
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