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Thus wailed the Maestro, bending to the floor again and again to stroke his long whiskers.Suddenly, in the midst of his distress, he heard footsteps in the corridor. In a moment the door opened,...

The Maestro looked at this bit of gold and scratched his head. Count Scarlet had flown into a violent temper the night before. He was tired of having had him on his back for...

Ferenc Molnar (1878-1952)Molnar was born in 1878 in Budapest, the son, according to the translator of his plays, “of a Jewish medical practioner. He graduated from the Universities of Geneva and Budapest. His literary...

“Many thanks, madam,” said Chwang, “for your deep conside- ation. But may I ask why you are dressed in such gay clothing.” “When I went to open your coffin, I had, as I say,...

The Lady T`ien, frantic with grief, embraced him, rubbed his chest, and when these remedies failed to revive him, called in his old servant.“Has your master ever had any fits like this before?” she...

“First,” answered the man, “my master says that the presence of the coffin in the saloon makes it difficult to conduct marriage festivities in accordance with usage; secondly, that the illustrious Chwang having so...

“My master,” replied the servant, “has never yet been married.”“What qualities does he look for in the fortunate woman he will choose for his wife?” inquired the lady.“My master says,” replied the servant, who...

“Some years ago I communicated to Chwang my desire to become his disciple. In furtherance of this purpose I came hither, and now, to my inexpressible regret, I find on my arrival that my...

“A faithful minister does not serve two princes, and a virtuous woman never thinks of a second husband,” sententiously replied the lady. “If fate were to decree that you should die, it would not...

“Your wrists are not strong enough for such work,” he said. “Let me relieve you at it.”“By all means,” replied the lady briskly. “Here is the fan, and I shall owe you an everlasting...