Bret Harte

Bret Harte

Summary

Portrait of Bret Harte Bret Harte Barker's Luck and Other Stories… (1896 <!-- | edition)

Hoffman, while he determined not to commit himself, nor his late fair companion, was nevertheless anxious to learn something more of her relations to the Schloss. So pretty, so characteristic, and marked a figure must be well known to sightseers. Indeed, once or twice the idea had crossed his mind with a slightly jealous twinge that left him more conscious of the impression she had made on him than he had deemed possible. He asked if the model farm and dairy were always shown by the same attendants.
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Portrait of Bret Harte Bret Harte Barker's Luck and Other Stories… (1896 <!-- | edition)

You shall show me the town—the houses of my ancestors—their tombs; possibly—if the Grand Duke rampages—the probable site of my own."
She looked into his laughing eyes with her clear, stedfast, gravely questioning blue ones. "Do not you Americans know that it is not the fashion here, in Germany, for the young men and the young women to walk together—unless they are verlobt?"
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Portrait of Bret Harte Bret Harte Barker's Luck and Other Stories… (1896 <!-- | edition)

Presently she lifted her eyes, which, despite her gravity, had not entirely lost their previous mirthfulness, and said:
"But you Americans—in your rich and prosperous country, with your large lands and your great harvests—you must know all about farming."
"Never was in a dairy in my life," said Hoffman gravely. "I'm from the city of New York, where the cows give swill milk, and are kept in cellars."
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