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"Well, let them watch me, if they wish," returned Blanka, composedly. "I have no secrets to hide from anybody." "A rash assertion for a woman to make," commented the other, as she poured herself a glass of water. "How warm this water is!" she exclaimed, after taking a sip. Blanka sprang up and offered to bring some ice from the dining-room. "Aren't you afraid to go for it alone?"
"Yes, it is Aaron, my good Manasseh," returned the stocky little man, with a laugh; and, throwing aside the jacket that hung from his neck, he extended his right hand to his brother. Then he turned to Blanka. "And this pretty lady is our future sister-in-law, isn't she? God bless you! Pray bend down a bit and let me give your rosy cheek a little smack of a kiss."
Then, aloud to Blanka: "Hear me play on the organ up there, for theatres have organs sometimes. You notice the pipes, side by side, some longer and some shorter, each for a different note. But you stay here, the rocks are wet and slippery, while I go up and play you a pretty tune."
The spirit and feeling, the coquettish grace and seductive charm, which the dancer put into the movements of her lithe form, challenge description. If only a man could have seen her then! From sheer amazement Blanka found herself unable to control her fingers, which struck more than one false note. "Faster! Put more fire into it!" cried the dancer. But Blanka could not go on.
Is it far from here?" exclaimed Blanka, eagerly, starting up from her seat. She had lost all feeling of fatigue. "It is a good distance, dear sister-in-law," replied Aaron. "To the Torda Gap is a full hour's ride, and thence to Balyika Glen about as far; and I'm afraid somebody is tired enough already, so that we had best stay overnight in the mill and not push on until to-morrow morning."
It was the Sappho's tones that she heard. Blanka gazed in wonder at the mysterious apparition. She thought she must be dreaming, and that this was but another creation of her own fancy. "Ha, ha, ha!" laughed the visitor, "an original way to pay a call, isn't it? without warning, right through the back wall of your fireplace, and in négligé, too!
Blanka found herself in the paradise of her dreams, and when her attendants had placed a gold-embroidered cap on her head, and she came forth again into the courtyard, which was now crowded with eager friends, her hand in that of the man whose wife and queen she was thenceforth to be, it seemed to her that the happiness of heaven itself was her portion.
And that is revenge." "That conception of the Judgment is one that I cannot entertain," returned Manasseh. "Man has made a god of the noblest of men, and has made him like those earlier divinities who slew Niobe's innocent children with their arrows." Blanka was sitting so far back on the stone railing that the artist felt obliged to warn her of her danger.
While the advocate and Madam Dormandy went with the German party to inspect the lower regions, Blanka remained above, on the plea that such subterranean excursions made her unwell. There were no robbers or wild beasts to molest her in the arena during the others' absence, and, besides, the entrances were all guarded.
With what sort of ammunition had the gun been loaded, that it should inflict so deadly a wound, that it should cause such a sudden and complete transformation of that complacently smiling face? "Who told you that?" demanded Vajdar so furiously that Blanka recoiled involuntarily. "Only one person could have been your informant, and I know who that person is.
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