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My suit is not for the younger sister; I ask you for the hand of Miss " He meant to call her by her name, but found he did not know it. "I ask you for the hand of your elder daughter." Mr. Mitrophanis could not conceal his astonishment at these words; such a thing had never happened before. He said nothing, but looked sharply at Mr. Plateas, who felt his patience giving way. "I must admit, Mr.
He thought it all over without reaching any conclusion, and was crossing the square on his way home, for it was nearly time for his noon-day dinner, when suddenly he saw Mr. Mitrophanis coming toward him. This meeting put an end to all his doubts, and with a flash of inspiration he decided to speak directly to the young lady's father. What could be simpler?
Mitrophanis, and urged his own inability to overcome them; he frankly declared that his mediation had compromised his friend's suit, and that the affair was far more difficult than if it had been in her hands from the beginning; he insisted that she alone could retrieve the mistakes committed, and bring about a happy ending. The two went out together, she to call on Mr.
But you must not imagine that she neglects other things for the sake of her housekeeping. Few of our women are so well read or so widely informed. In that respect, at least, Mr. Mitrophanis is worthy of all praise; his daughters have been carefully educated. It is hardly his fault if the two are not equally fair to look upon; in beauty of character they are equal.
"Kyrie Eleison!" said he. "Then all this ado was for Mr. Mitrophanis and his daughters?" "I beg your pardon," replied the judge, in a voice that betrayed his agitation. "I did not want them to think that we were talking about them." "Bless my soul! You don't mean to say you're in love?" "Ah, yes. I love her with all my heart!" Mr.
Mitrophanis that very day, and to come in the evening to report the happy result of his interview. When the professor had gone, the judge began to think with misgiving of the difficulties that beset his mission. He had so much at stake in its success that his mediation might not be accepted as impartial, or his praise of the suitor as quite unbiased.
I have made up my mind to get married, because I want to get married; and I WILL get married, and if her father refuses his consent I'll run away with her!" And he gave a lively account of his meeting with Mr. Mitrophanis.
Mitrophanis, with his two daughters." The judge had learned all he wanted to know without letting his friend perceive the drift of his questions. This was not very difficult, for the professor was by no means a modern Lynceus, and did not see any great distance beyond his nose.
He was alarmed and was trying to slip away unseen, when Mr. Mitrophanis interrupted the discussion and called out to him from the depths of the warehouse: "What do you wish, Mr. Liakos?" "I came to say a few words; but I see you're engaged, and will come again some other time." "Pass into my office, and I will be with you in a moment."
Mitrophanis was not enough; there were certain steps to take, but what were they? Should he apply to his friend? After what had passed between them the day before, he hardly liked to go to the judge and say what? "I am ready for the sacrifice!" Certainly he couldn't do that. Should he ask the aid of Mr. Liakos's cousin?
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