"On my return, I found the window open, and the room vacant. Yet either the rest or the wine seemed already to have done him good. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. Over here a man quickly loses faith, and I find myself back on solid ground once more. But think of the disillusionment! Except for our sex we have minds like men, desires like men. \"His name is John Diedermayer. I forget. It is no more a murder, but a duel, you understand. . I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. When the turnkey, next morning, stepp'd into his room, The sight of the hole in the wall struck him dumb; The sheriff's black bracelets lay strewn on the ground, But the lad that had worn 'em could nowhere be found. I'll write out certain rules of conduct, and then you'll never be in doubt.
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