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"Andor," she said gently; and her voice shook and was almost undistinguishable from the sweet, soft sounds that filled the limitless plain. "I am only an ignorant peasant-girl you and I are only like children, of course, beside the clever people who can argue about such things. But this I do know, that there is no sin in the world so great but it can be blotted out and forgiven. You may have done a big, big, wrong, Andor or perhaps you are not much to blame .
She is not the conqueror, the lord and king of her own destiny; there are so many difficulties in the path of her life which she would like to forget at this moment, so as not to embitter the happiness which has come to her; there is her shiftless mother and vagabond father, there is the pressure of poverty and filial duty it is easy for Andor he is a man! "You will wait for me, Elsa?"
His father laughed. "I wish somebody would say that about my hands, Andor." When Thea dined at the Harsanyis before, she noticed that there was an intense suspense from the moment they took their places at the table until the master of the house had tasted the soup. He had a theory that if the soup went well, the dinner would go well; but if the soup was poor, all was lost.
Your pledged word does not bind you before God. To-day you are still free. You are free until you have sworn before the altar of God. Elsa! Béla doesn't want you, he doesn't love you. And I love you and want you with my whole heart and soul." "Don't speak like that, Andor, don't," she almost pleaded. "You must know how wrong it is for you to speak and for me to listen."
"And he is not coming back?" asked Andor searchingly. "I trust not," she replied fervently, and the young man noticed that the staring, terror-filled look once more crept into her eyes. "Very well, then," he said, rising, "that is all I wanted to know. I am sorry to have disturbed you. Good-night, Klara." "Good-night," she murmured.
"Old Lakatos Pál has hankered after him so, though he cared little enough about Andor at one time. Andor was his only brother's only child, and I suppose Pali bácsi was suddenly struck with the idea that he really had no one to leave his hoardings to. He was always a fool and a lout. If Andor had lived it would have been all right.
"I can see that Klara is waiting," replied Elsa calmly, "but I don't know what she can be waiting for." She was as white as the linen of her shift, and little beads of sweat stood out at the roots of her hair. Andor, whose love for her made him clear-sighted and keen, saw the look of obstinacy which had crept round her mouth the sudden obstinacy of the meek, which nothing can move.
"I came to see if Béla was still here," said Andor, as soon as the door had closed on Leopold Hirsch. "One or two chaps whom I met awhile ago told me that he had not been seen in the barn this hour past, and that there was a lot of talk about it. I thought that if he were here, I could persuade you .
"Lucky for you, Béla, that Andor goes off to-day for three years," said a tall, handsome girl to her neighbour; "you would not have had much chance with Elsa otherwise." The man beside her made no immediate reply; he was standing with legs wide apart, his hands buried in the pockets of his trousers.
She tottered across the room and sank into a chair. She wanted time to think. What had Andor done? What a fool she had been not to ask him the straight question while she had the chance. She had been afraid of little things her father's temper, Erös Béla's sneers when now there was death and murder to fear. What had Andor done? Had he played her false?
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