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Graustark by George Barr McCutcheon
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They found the little apartment in which drinks were served at
tables, and before they said good-by to Sitzky in front of the
hotel, a half hour later, that worthy was in exceeding good humor
and very much flushed in the face. He said he would be back in
two days, and if they needed him for any purpose whatever, they
could reach him by a note at the railway station."

"Funny how you run across an American in every nook and
corner of the world," mused Lorry, as they watched the stocky
ex-man-o'warsman stroll off towards his hotel.

"If we can run across the Guggenslockers as easily, we'll be in
luck. When shall we begin the hunt? Tonight?"

"We can make a few inquiries concerning them. They certainly are
people of importance here."

"I don't see the name on any of the brewery signs around town,"
observed Anguish, consolingly. "There's evidently no
Guggenslocker here."

They strolled through the streets near the hotel until after six
o'clock, wondering at the quaint architecture, the pretty gardens
and the pastoral atmosphere that enveloped the city. Everybody
was busy, contented, quiet and happy. There was no bustle or
strife, no rush, no beggars. At six they saw hundreds of
workingmen on the streets, going to their homes; shops were
closed and there came to their ears the distant boom of cannon,
evidently fired from different points of the compass and from the
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