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"
Come
,
Matilda
,
that
’
s
an
exaggeration
.
You
’
re
only
tight
—
full
as
a
tick
,
eh
?
"
She
maintained
her
balance
with
difficulty
and
stood
there
blinking
like
an
old
owl
.
Gradually
her
mind
became
clear
.
Resolutely
she
took
a
step
forward
.
"
Man
is
human
,
Herr
Lohkamp
,
after
all
.
.
.
I
only
smelled
it
at
first
.
.
.
and
then
I
took
just
one
little
nip
,
because
well
,
you
know
,
I
always
have
had
a
weak
stomach
.
.
.
and
then
.
.
.
then
I
think
the
Devil
must
have
got
hold
of
me
.
Anyway
,
you
have
no
right
to
lead
an
old
woman
into
temptation
,
leaving
good
bottles
standing
about
like
that
.
.
.
.
"
It
was
not
the
first
time
I
had
caught
her
so
.
She
used
to
come
to
us
for
two
hours
every
morning
to
clean
up
the
workshop
;
and
though
one
might
leave
as
much
money
lying
around
as
one
liked
she
would
never
disturb
it
—
but
schnapps
she
could
smell
out
as
far
off
as
a
rat
a
slice
of
bacon
.
I
held
up
the
bottles
.
"
Naturally
!
You
’
ve
left
the
customers
’
cognac
.
.
.
.
But
the
good
stuff
,
Herr
Köster
’
s
own
—
you
’
ve
polished
it
all
off
.
"
A
grin
appeared
on
her
weather
-
beaten
face
.
"
Trust
me
,
Herr
Lohkamp
;
I
’
m
a
connoisseur
!
But
you
won
’
t
tell
,
Herr
Lohkamp
—
and
me
a
poor
widow
?
"
She
unpinned
her
skirt
.
"
Then
I
’
d
better
be
going
.
If
Herr
Köster
should
catch
me
.
.
.
"
She
threw
up
her
hands
.
I
went
to
the
cupboard
and
opened
it
.
"
Matilda
.
.
.
.
"
She
came
waddling
along
.
I
held
up
a
rectangular
brown
bottle
.
Protesting
,
she
held
up
her
hands
.
