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Funk had been unable to deny himself the pleasure of being on hand.
When we passed the garden of the "Wild Man" tavern he stood at the fence, surrounded by several of his companions. They lifted their foaming beer-glasses on high, and cried, "Long live Ludwig, the republican! " Ludwig merely nodded his thanks, and then said to me: