The Great Adventure Of Max Breuck: 55
Amy Lowell
You have no business, that is why we laughed, Since you had none a few minutes ago. As to your wedding, naturally we chaffed, Knowing the length of time it takes to do A simple thing like that in this slow world. Indeed, Max, ’twas a dream. Forgive me then. I’ll burn the drug if you prefer.” But Breuck Muttered and stared,—”A lie.” And then he hurled, Distraught, this word at Franz: “Prove it. And when It’s proven, I’ll believe. That thing shall be your work.
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