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The general being mounted in one andor and the kutwal in another, they set out for a town called Capocate , all the rest being on foot; but the kutwal appointed certain people of the country to carry the baggage of our men, which was restored to them at Capocate, where the party stopped for refreshment, the general and his people being in one house and the kutwal in another.

"I would not call Andor good-for-nothing, Irma néni," said one of the men who stood close by, "he has not had much chance to do anything for himself yet. .

In the noise that goes on around him he cannot, of course, hear the words which Andor speaks, but he sees the movements of the young man's lips, and the blush which deepens over Elsa's face.

Erös Béla had said with his habitual sneer, when Irma threw up her bony hands in hopeless puzzlement at her daughter's behaviour. "Did you not know that Elsa has been in love with Andor all along?" "No," said Irma in her quiet, matter-of-fact tone, "I did not know it. Did you?" "Of course I did," he replied dryly; "but I have also known for the past six months that Andor was dead."

Elsa was sitting as usual on the low chair close by the sick man. She looked up when he entered and all at once the blood rushed to her pale cheeks. "May I come in?" he asked diffidently. "If you like, Andor," she replied. He threw down his hat and then came to sit on the corner of the table in his favorite attitude and as close to Elsa as he dared.

Every morning and every evening when I say my prayers, I shall ask my guardian angel to fly over to yours, and to tell him to whisper in your ear that I love you beyond all else on earth." "We must part now, Andor," she said earnestly, "the second bell has gone long ago." "Not yet, Elsa, not yet," he pleaded; "just walk as far as that next acacia tree.

"You are quite right, Elsa," he said calmly. "Someone might come, and it would not be a very fine home-coming for Lakatos Andor, would it? to be found crying like an infant into a woman's petticoats. Why, what would they think? That we had quarrelled, perhaps, on this my first day at home.

And I was so broken and so wretched that I couldn't bear to see Andor so happy with the girl who rightly belonged to Béla the wretched man whom he himself had sent to his death." "Whom he himself had sent to his death?" broke in Elsa quietly. "What do you mean, Klara?" "I mean that it was young Count Feri who was to have come to see me that night.

There could be no wrong in two people caring for one another, and wanting to live their lives together." "Ah! that we shall never know, my child. The book of the 'might-have-been' is a closed one for us. Only God has the power to turn over its pages." "Andor and I would have been so happy!" she reiterated, with the obstinacy of a vain regret; "and life would have been an earthly paradise."

Mother will be wondering." "No, she won't," he retorted with undisguised bitterness. "The mother who sent you on this abominable and humiliating errand won't worry much after you." "No one seems to worry much about me, do they, Andor?" she said, a little wistfully. He drew a little closer to her, so close that he could feel her shoulder under the shawl quivering against his arm.