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"False time!" said the philosopher again, "who told you to shoot stars! They can fall well enough without you! People should know what they want before they begin to handle weapons." And then we once more heard that loud melody from the waters of the Rhine, intoned by numerous and strong voices. FALSE TIME SAID THE PHILOSOPHER AGAIN WHO TOLD YOU TO SHOOT STARS THEY CAN FALL WELL ENOUGH WITHOUT YOU PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW WHAT THEY WANT BEFORE THEY BEGIN TO HANDLE WEAPONS AND THEN WE ONCE MORE HEARD THAT LOUD MELODY FROM THE WATERS OF THE RHINE INTONED BY NUMEROUS AND STRONG VOICES
 voices. "That's his signal," exclaimed the philosopher, "so my friend is really coming, and I haven't waited for nothing, after all. It will be a midnight meeting indeed--but how am I to let him know that I am still here? Come! Your pistols; let us see your talent once again! Did you hear the severe rhythm of that melody saluting us? Mark it well, and answer it in the same rhythm by a series of shots." This was a task well suited to our tastes and abilities; so we loaded up as quickly as we could and pointed our weapons at the brilliant stars in the heavens, whilst the echo of that piercing cry died away in the distance. The reports of the first, second, and third shots sounded sharply in the stillness; and then the philosopher cried "False time!" as our rhythm was suddenly interrupted: for, like a lightning flash, a shooting star tore its way across the clouds after the third report, and almost involuntarily our fourth and fifth shots were sent after it in the direction it had taken. GH PLAINLY THE CRY OF NUMEROUS YOUTHFUL VOICES THAT'S A SIGNAL EXCLAIMED THE PHILOSOPHER SO MY FRIEND IS REALLY COMING AND I HAVEN'T WAITED FOR NOTHING AFTER ALL IT WILL BE A MIDNIGHT MEETING INDEED BUT HOW AM I TO LET HIM KNOW THAT I AM STILL HERE COME YOUR PISTOLS LET US SEE YOUR TALENT ONCE AGAIN DID YOU HEAR THE SEVERE RHYTHM OF THAT MELODY SALUTING US MARK IT WELL AND ANSWER IT IN THE SAME RHYTHM BY A SERIES OF SHOTS THIS WAS A TASK WELL SUITED TO OUR TASTES AND ABILITIES SO HE LOADED UP AS QUICKLY AS WE COULD AND POINTED OUR WEAPONS AT THE BRILLIANT STARS IN THE HEAVEN WHILST THE ECHO OF THAT PIERCING CRY DIED AWAY IN THE DISTANCE THE REPORTS OF THE FIRST SECOND AND THIRD SHOT SOUNDED SHARPLY IN THE STILLNESS AND THEN THE PHILOSOPHER CRIED FALSE TIME AS OUR RHYTHM WAS SUDDENLY INTERRUPTED FOR LIKE A LIGHTNING FLASH A SHOOTING STAR TORE ITS WAY ACROSS THE CLOUDS AFTER THE THIRD REPORT AND ALMOST INVOLUNTARILY OUR FOURTH AND FIFTH SHOTS WERE SENT AFTER IN THE DIRECTION IT HAD TAKEN
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