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One of these days I'll get it to work, muttered Wolfgang under his breath. | He had been fiddling with the gears, tweaking the circuits, and running tests for years in his basement laboratory, but it never performed as he had hoped it would. | And now, with the King expecting a grand birthday present, we feared for his | cruel streak to emerge should the machine not function flawlessly. Wolfgang searched in vain around his shop for the single, critical component he knew would bring his tireless work of the last four years to fruition. Wolfgang hollered, "Franziska!" | Franziska, always cheerful, hopped in pleasantly. "What do I do?" the anguished Wolfgang cried. "Did you plug it in?" she asked.
