Minna Von Barnhelm by Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
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Oh! the rascal!
JUST. He was the right sort! he could curl hair and shave--and chatter and flirt--couldn't he? FRAN. At any rate, I would not have turned away the huntsman, had I been in the Major's place. If he did not want him any longer as huntsman, he was still a useful fellow. Where has he found him a place? JUST. With the Commandant of Spandau. FRAN. The fortress! There cannot be much hunting within the walls either. JUST. Oh! Philip does not hunt there. FRAN. What does he do, then? JUST. He rides--on the treadmill. FRAN. The treadmill! JUST. |
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