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Book, page 81 / 156 while his face flushed like a maiden's. "'None of your chaff!'said Richter. 'Your face is honester than your tongue, and confesses what you cannot deny, that you would give your chance of salvation--a small one to be sure, but all you've got--for one peep at Lilith. Wouldn't you now, Lottchen?' "'Go to the devil!' was all Lottchen's answer to his tormentor; but he turned to Heinrich, to whom the students had given the surname above mentioned, because of the enormous width of his jaws, and said with eagerness and envy, disguising them as well as he could, under the appearance of curiosity: "'You don't mean it, Heinrich? You've been taking the beggar in! Confess now.' "'Not I. I saw her with my two eyes.' "'Notwithstanding the different planes of their orbits,' suggested Richter. "'Yes, notwithstanding the fact that I can get a parallax to any of the fixed stars in a moment, with only the breadth of my nose for the base,' answered Heinrich, responding at once to the fun, and careless of the personal defect insinuated. 'She was near enough for even me to see her perfectly.' "'When? Where? How?' asked Lottchen. "'Two hours ago. In the churchyard of St. Stephen's. By a lucky chance. Any more little questions, my child?' answered Hoellenrachen. "'What could have taken her there, who is seen nowhere?' said Richter. "She was seated on a grave. After she left, I went to the place; but it was a new-made grave. There was no stone up. I asked the sexton about her. He said he supposed she was the daughter of the woman buried there last Thursday week. I knew it was Lilith.' "'Her mother dead!' said Lottchen, musingly. Then he thought with
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