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He sat at the door, sunning himself, smoking, meditating, looking for all the world like a little old wrinkled muskrat squatting on his haunches. If it had not been for Musq'oosis, Bela's lot in the tribe would long ago have become unbearable. Musq'oosis was her friend, and he was a person of consequence. The position of his teepee suggested his social status. He was with them, but not of them.
Then, with another little sigh, she was just turning to go when the sound of her name spoken in a whisper and quite close to her sent her pulses quivering and made her heart beat furiously. "Elsa! Wait a moment!" "Is that you, Andor?" she whispered. "Yes. I came up just now and heard your voice and Béla's. I waited on the off-chance of getting a word with you." "I mustn't stop, Andor.
Fifty people would sit down to that, they were the most intimate friends of the contracting parties, hers and Béla's, and her mother's. It is the rule that the bride's parents provide this entertainment, but Kapus Benkó and his wife had not the means for it, and Erös Béla, insisting upon a sumptuous feast, was ready enough to pay for this gratification of his own vanity.
Keep it inside your dress. Good thing for girl to have." Bela's instinct was to run away to examine her prize in secret. As she rose the old man pointed a portentous finger. "Remember what I tell you! You got mak' yourself hard to get." During the rest of the day Bela was unobtrusively busy with her preparations for the journey.
Only from behind Erös Béla's shoulder he saw peering at him through the mist the pale eyes of Leopold Hirsch. But on them he would not look, for he felt that that way lay madness. What the next moment would have brought the Fates who weave the destinies of mankind could alone have told.
She enjoyed the game as much as he did, and little he cared how the men were pleased. The choicest morsels found their way to Sam's plate. Sam's eyes were giving away more than he knew. "You are my mark!" they flashed on Bela, while he teased her, and Bela's delighted, scornful eyes answered back: "Get me if you can!" In the end Sam announced his intention of investigating the kitchen mysteries.
"I not go wit'out you," she announced. Sam affected to shrug. "Just as you like. You won't help my chances any by staying here." "They kill you, anyhow," she said in a level voice. "After they kill you they get me. They not kill me." Sam started and looked at her aghast. A surprising pain stabbed him. He remembered the looks of the men upon Bela's first appearance in the cabin.
Erös Béla had brought the news, and Elsa, on hearing it thus blurted out in Béla's rough, cruel fashion, had turned deathly pale, ere she contrived to run out of the room and hide herself away in a corner, where she had cried till she had made herself sick and faint. "Have you been blind all these years, Irma néni?"
"'But, supposing I am fond of her?... "Well, what could I say to that?... I was nonplussed. After a short interval of silence, however, I told him that if Bela's father were to claim her he would have to give her up. "'Not at all! "'But he will get to know that she is here. "'How? "Again I was nonplussed. "'Listen, Maksim Maksimych, said Pechorin, rising to his feet.
Suppose the men landed and, dividing, went both ways around the beach, what would they do? However, it appeared that they intended to row around the island and, as they thought, cut off Bela's escape by water. But the watchers could not be sure of this until the boat was almost upon them. Finally Bela looked at Sam, and they dashed together for the dugout.
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