Der Schuldner; einen Roman. ents. Er fühlte eine angenehme thrillof Väterlichkeit und Schutz. Er schaute freundlicherweise Indie kleinen, rosa - gerötetes Gesicht. Sehr gut, mein Sohn, saidhe. So lange bleiben, wie Sie möchten. Nehmen Sie Platz. Die boysat nach unten. Seine Beine waren zu kurz für seine Füße zu touchthe, damit er sie schwang. Er blickte zu ingratiatingly atAnderson, und jetzt und dann warf einen scharfsinnig glancetoward die Tür des ofSce. Anderson continuedmounting seine Schmetterlinge und nicht auf ihn, und der Junge schien sein Schweigen zu respektieren. Presentlythe große Katze entstanden ganz freimütig von seinen refugeunder der Tabelle, Cro

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The debtor; a novel . ents. He felt a pleasant thrillof fatherliness and protection. He looked kindly intothe little, pink-flushed face. Very well, my son, saidhe. Stay as long as you like. Take a seat. The boysat down. His legs were too short for his feet to touchthe floor, so he swung them. He gazed ingratiatingly atAnderson, and now and then cast an apprehensive glancetowards the door of the ofSce. Anderson continuedmounting his butterflies, and paid no attention to him, and the boy seemed to respect his silence. Presentlythe great cat emerged quite boldly from his refugeunder the table, crouched, calculated the distance, andleaped softly back to his red cushion. The boy hitchedhis chair nearer, and began stroking the cat gently andlovingly with his little boy-hand, hardened with climbingand playing. The cat stretched himself liixuriously, pricked his claws in and out, shut his eyes, and purredagain quite loudly. Again the little room sang withthe song of the river, the wind in the trees, and the cats 102. IT WAS A GREAT BUTTERFLY, MUCH DILAPIDATED AS TO ITSGORGEOUS wings THE DEBTOR somnolent note. The afternoon light rippled full ofgreen reflections through the room. _ The boys smallhead appeared in it like a flower. He smiled tenderlyat the cat. Anderson, glancing at him over his butter-flies, thought what an angelic aspect he had. Helooked a darling of a boy. The boy, stroking the cat, met the mans kindlyapproving eyes, and he smiled a smile of utter confidenceand trust, which conveyed delicious flattery. Thensuddenly the hand stroking the cat desisted and made adive into a small jacket-pocket and emerged with atreasure. It was a great butterfly, much dilapidated asto its gorgeous wings, but the boy looked gloatinglyfrom it to the man. I got it for you, he whispered, with another glanceat the ofHce door. Anderson recognized, with the dis-may of a collector, a fine specimen, which he had soughtin vain, made utterly worthless by ruthless handling, but he controlled

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