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My husband's friends are of the negro's opinion. Every one of them would like to do a good deed and steal some one's wife. Leon. It depends on the wife. Jadwiga. Yes, but every word and every look is a bait. If the fish passes the bait, the fisherman's self-love is wounded. You great people you are filled with simplicity. Then you think it depends on the wife? Leon. Yes, it does. Jadwiga.
Could even little Jadwiga Hähnel, with the freckles, the rich mill-owner's only unmarried daughter, or the fair Marianna Rózycki, the butcher's daughter, who, after the first glass of beer, always fell violently in love with her partner, could they be compared with Sophia Tiralla?
Oh, if those flowers had not died! Leon. They are in my heart and there is a tomb. Let us leave the past alone. Jadwiga. Yes, you are right. Leave it alone. What is dead cannot be resuscitated. I wish to speak calmly. Look at my situation. What defends me what helps me what protects me?
I am a little bit ill consequently capricious. Leon. Jadwiga. Wait a moment. This is not so easy as you think. Truly, I would think you are afraid of me. It is true that they say I am a coquette, a flirt. I know they talk very badly about me. Besides we are good acquaintances, who have not seen each other for two years. Let us then talk a little. Let me take your hat. Yes, that is it!
The death of Jadwiga was an event of such importance, that the envoy Lichtenstein, could wait no longer for the answer of the absent king; but started immediately for Marienburg, in order to communicate as soon as possible to the grand master and to the chapter the important, and in some ways, threatening news.
Only friendly hearts know affliction only those who suffer can sympathize. You looking into the stars you pass human misery and do not turn your head even when that misery shouts to you. It is your fault. Leon. My fault! Jadwiga. I do not reproach you for anything.
If two years ago some one had told me that to-day we would sit far apart from each other, and chat as we do, and look at each other with watchful curiosity, like two people perfectly strange to each other, I could not have believed. Truly, it is utterly amusing! Leon. It would not be proper for me to remind you of our agreement. Jadwiga. But nevertheless you do remind me. Thank you.
At that moment you were speaking according to the latest mode. Jadwiga. Shall I weep, or try to tie the broken thread? Well, the times change. Do you smoke? Leon. No, madam. Jadwiga. I do. It is also a distraction. Sometimes I hunt par force with my husband, I read Zola's novels, I make calls and receive visits, and every morning I ponder as to the best way to kill time.
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