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Updated: June 11, 2025
Czipra filled her hand and began to search among the mass for the smallest copper, a kreutzer, as the correct alms for a beggar. "Golden lady," the gypsy woman thanked her. "I have just such a girl at home for sale, not so beautiful as you, but just as tall. She too has a bridegroom, who will take her off as soon as he can." Czipra now began to choose from the silver coins.
"No, Czipra, we shall return to you," said Lorand, pressing Czipra so tenderly to him, that Desiderius considered as superfluous any further questions as to why Lorand had brought him there. He approved his brother's choice: the girl was beautiful, natural, good-humored and, so it seemed, in love with him. What more could be required?
Czipra had seen him in desperation over that letter: as far as the faithful, loving girl was concerned, it would have been merely an insult, if the idol of her heart had offered her his hand the next moment, out of mere offended pride; and, while she offered him impassioned love, given her merely cold revenge in return. This feeling of revenge must soften.
"Don't wait with dinner for me to-day, for I shall be outside on the threshing-floor." Thereupon he left the room. Czipra, left to herself, before anyone could have entered, kneeled down on the floor, and swept up from the floor with her hands the curls she had cut off. Every one: not a single hair must remain for another. Then she hid the whole lovely cluster in her bosom.
Then he clasped his hands together with emotion and slipped towards the head of Czipra's bed. "Come, my child, say: 'I believe in God' I shall say it first." The doctor had not forbidden that. Czipra devoutly waited for the words of wonder. What a great, what a comforting world of thoughts. A God who is a Father, a mother who is a maiden.
And Czipra meditated. How prettily thought speaks! If only the tongue could utter all the dumb soul speaks to itself! "Why art thou what thou art? "Whether another's or mine, if only I had never seen thee! "Either love me in return, or do not ask me to love thee at all. "Be either cold or warm, but not lukewarm.
"And you have an advocate elsewhere, in one who, despite all his godlessness, has a man's feelings, and will say: 'The girl has no name; here is mine, let her take that." Topándy did not try to prevent Lorand from kissing his hand. Poor Czipra! Why did she not hear this? The night following upon this day was a sleepless one for Czipra.
Czipra tried to dispose of the possible effect of this gentle speech at once, by laughing immediately. "My friend Bálint! That young lady's fiancé is a very great man. The favorite of foreign princes, rides in a carriage, and is called 'My Lord. He is a very handsome man, too: though not so handsome as you. A fine, pretty cavalier." "I congratulate her!" said Lorand, smiling.
The poor girl's heart was full of reverie, but her eyes, her mouth, and her hand were busy with domestic work: she did not sit to gaze at the stars, to mourn over her instrument: she looked to her work, and they said "she is an enthusiastic housekeeper." "Good day, Czipra."
"Oh, away with you!" exclaimed Czipra hastily. It is not so easy to get rid of a gypsy woman, once she has firmly planted her foot. "Yet I know a very good remedy for that." "I have already told you to be off." "Which will make the bridegroom as tame as a lamb that always runs after its mistress." "I don't want your remedies." "It is no potion I am talking of, merely an enchantment."
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