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Opposite, a cross looking old woman clamours for sausages, gets them, and seems crosser than ever. She scowls round on everyone, with a malignant expression that is quite terrifying. A small dog comes and sits down in front of her, and grins at her. OPPOSITE A CROSS LOOKING OLD WOMAN CLAMOURS FOR SAUSAGES GETS THEM AND SEEMS CROSSER THAN EVER SHE SCOWLS ROUND ON EVERY ONE WITH A MALIGNANT EXPRESSION THAT IS QUITE TERRIFYING A SMALL DOG COMES AND SITS DOWN IN FRONT OF HER AND GRINS AT HER
 and flows into and out of these old ale-kitchens. The brawny peasant lads bring in their lasses to treat them to the beloved nectar of Munich, together with a huge onion. How they enjoy themselves! What splendid jokes they have! How they laugh and roar and sing! At one table sit four old fellows, playing cards. How full of character is each gnarled face. One is eager, quick, vehement. How his eyes dance! You can read his every thought upon his face. You know when he is going to dash down the king with a shout of triumph on the queen. His neighbour looks calm, slow, and dogged, but wears a confident expression. The game proceeds, and you watch and wait for him to play the winning cards that you feel sure he holds. He must intend to win. Victory is written in his face. No! he loses. A seven was the highest card in his hand. Everyone turns to him, surprised. He laughs--A difficult man to deal with, that, in other matters besides cards. A man whose thoughts lie a good deal below his skin. EDLY AND WATCH THE LIFE THAT EBBS AND FLOWS INTO AND OUT OF THESE OLD ALE KITCHENS THE BRAWNY PEASANT LADS BRING IN THEIR LASSES TO TREAT THEM TO THE BELOVED NECTAR OF MUNICH TOGETHER WITH A HUGE ONION HOW THEY ENJOY THEMSELVES WHAT SPLENDID JOKES THEY HAVE HOW THEY LAUGH AND ROAR AND SING AT ONE TABLE SIT FOUR OLD FELLOWS PLAYING CARDS HOW FULL OF CHARACTER IS EACH GNARLED FACE ONE IS EAGER QUICK VEHEMENT HOW HIS EYES DANCE YOU CAN READ HIS EVERY THOUGHT UPON HIS FACE YOU KNOW WHEN HE IS GOING TO DASH DOWN THE KING WITH A SHOUT OF TRIUMPH ON THE QUEEN HIS NEIGHBOUR LOOKS CALM SLOW AND DOGGED BUT WEARS A CONFIDENT EXPRESSION THE GAME PROCEEDS AND YOU WATCH AND WAIT FOR HIM TO PLAY THE WINNING CARDS THAT YOU FEEL SURE HE HOLDS HE MUST INTEND TO WIN VICTORY IS WRITTEN IN HIS FACE NO HE LOSES A SEVEN WAS THE HIGHEST CARD IN HIS HAND EVERYONE TURNS TO HIM SURPRISED HE LAUGHS A DIFFICULT MAN TO DEAL WITH THAT IN OTHER MATTERS BESIDES CARDS A MAN WHOSE THOUGHTS LIE A GOOD DEAL BELOW HIS SKIN
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