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Opposite to these two doors was the blind wall of another residence. Balatka's house occupied two sides of the court, and no other window, therefore, besides his own looked either upon it or upon him.

She said nothing as he did so; but accompanied him, still leaning upon his arm. He walked on quickly and in silence till they came to the turn which led towards Balatka's house, and then he stopped. "It is late," said he, "and you had better go home." "May I not cross the bridge with you?" "You had better go home."

Balatka's house stood in a small courtyard near to the river, but altogether hidden from it, somewhat to the right of the main street of the Kleinseite as you pass over the bridge.

"You will not be able to soften me, I fear." "About the houses though you say that I am trafficking, I really wish to be honest with you." "Say what you have to say, then, and be honest." "I have never seen but one document which conveys the ownership of those houses." "Let my father, then, have that one document." "It is in Balatka's house." "That can hardly be possible," said Trendellsohn.

Trendellsohn, as he thought of the possibility of such treachery on Balatka's part, felt that, without compunction, he could be very cruel, even to an old man, under such circumstances as those.

"Not longer, ma'am, than it always has been," said Lotta, pertly. "Of course it is not longer than it always has been; I know that; but still I say it is very long. Bridges are not so long in other places." "Not where the rivers are narrower," said Lotta. Madame Zamenoy trudged on, finding that she could get no comfort from her servant, and at last reached Balatka's door.

He passed over the bridge, hardly knowing whither he was going, and turned directly down towards Balatka's house. As he did so he observed that certain repairs were needed in an adjoining building which belonged to his father, and determined that a mason should be sent there on the next day.

The olive oval face was without doubt the face of a Jew, and the mouth was greedy, and the teeth were perfect and bright, and the movement of the man's body was the movement of a Jew. But not the less on that account had he behaved with Christian forbearance to his Christian debtor, Josef Balatka, and with Christian chivalry to Balatka's daughter, till that chivalry had turned itself into love.

He gave a little start, barely suppressing a scream, and then perceived that the man was Anton Trendellsohn himself. Anton, hearing steps in the passage, had come out from the room on the ground-floor, and had seen Souchey before Souchey had seen him. "You have come from Josef Balatka's," said the Jew. "How is the old man?"

Go now, Souchey there's a good fellow; and I'll come again the day after to-morrow and tell you. Go, I say. There are things that I must think of by myself." And in this way she got Souchey to leave the room. "Josef," said Madame Zamenoy, as she took her place standing by Balatka's bedside "Josef, this is very terrible."