Moral by Ludwig Thoma
page 56 of 134 (41%)
page 56 of 134 (41%)
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perfumed]. Keep your hands off me. I haven't killed anyone.
Please, let me go. STROEBEL [he has risen]. What's the matter? POLICE OFFICER. [releasing her, stands at attention]. Have the honor sir, to report this disreputable woman--the Hochstetter person. HAUTEVILLE. Please, help me, sir. I am being handled like the commonest criminal. STROEBEL. Why do you keep that hat on? You are not paying us a visit? HAUTEVILLE. Indeed not! I am not paying a visit. If I lived to be a hundred, it would never occur to me to pay you a visit. STROEBEL. Don't talk so much. Do you understand? [To Reisacher.] Get your report book ready. HAUTEVILLE. Is this the complaint office? I demand to know at least why I was arrested. STROEBEL. Oh, here you'll find that out soon enough. [To the officer.] You can go now. [Officer exit through middle door.] HAUTEVILLE. Oh, Monsieur, what shameful treatment. I was locked up in a cell with two ordinary street walkers. You will help me, won't you? |
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