Minna Von Barnhelm by Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
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dog followed me; but I am not fond of dogs, so I drove him away--in
vain. I whipped him away--in vain. I shut him out of my room at night; he lay down before the door. If he came too near me, I kicked him; he yelped, looked up at me, and wagged his tail. I have never yet given him a bit of bread with my own hand; and yet I am the only person whom he will obey, or who dare touch him. He jumps about me, and shows off his tricks to me, without my asking for them. He is an ugly dog, but he is a good animal. If he carries it on much longer, I shall at last give over hating him. MAJ. T. (aside). As I do him. No, there is no one perfectly inhuman. Just, we will not part. JUST. Certainly not! And you wanted to manage without servants! You forget your wounds, and that you only have the use of one arm. Why, you are not able to dress alone. I am indispensable to you; and I am--without boasting, Major,--I am a servant who, if the worst comes to the worst, can beg and steal for his master. MAJ. T. Just, we will part. JUST. All right, Sir! SCENE IX. |
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