The Indian Lily and Other Stories by Hermann Sudermann
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to be taken. But whence and how? Her suspicious father would have
observed any shortage in his till at once and would have had the thief discovered. The great thing was to gain time. Upon her advice he was to leave Koenigsberg with its expensive fraternity life and pass the winter in Berlin. The rest had to be left to luck and cunning. In a chill, foggy September night they said farewell. Shivering they held each other close. Their hearts were full of the confused hopes which they themselves had kindled, not because there was any ground for hope, but because without it one cannot live. And a few weeks later everything came to an end. For Toni knew of a surety that she would be a mother.... Chapter IV. Into the river! For that her father would put her in the street was clear. It was equally clear what would become of her in that case.... But no, not into the river! Why was her young head so practised in skill and cunning, if it was to bow helplessly under the first severe |
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