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He never looked at me, and when he had gone she said: "That was Dr. Fekete, who assisted at my operation." "And you tell me that now for the first time?" Then she put on an innocent air and said: "Of course, we've never met him before," but I said: "I don't mean that. If you knew how red you got you would not tell me a lie." Then she said: "What am I telling you a lie about?

Mind you, it is the same in all the other villages, and in every town in Hungary so at least we have been given to understand but we have nothing to do with other villages or with the towns: they do just as the good God wills them to do. It is our lads the lads of Marosfalva and Kender and Fekete and Görcz who have to be packed off in train-loads to-day and taken away from us for three years.

Fehér Károly and his brother, who lived down the Fekete Road, had taken a cut across the last maize-field the one situated immediately behind the inn kept by Ignácz Goldstein, and they had come across Béla's body, lying in the yard, with face upturned and eyes staring up sightlessly at the brilliant blue sky overhead. It was then close on eight o'clock in the morning.

I do hate that Scott, and all his vile gang of Lowlanders and Highlanders. The black corps, the fekete regiment of Matyjas Hunyadi, was worth all the Scots, high or low, that ever pretended to be soldiers; and would have sent them all headlong into the Black Sea, had they dared to confront it on its shores; but why be angry with an ignorant, who couples together Thor and Tzernebock? Ha! Ha!"

That awful, mysterious place called Bosnia has swallowed them up. There was fighting, it seems, in Bosnia, and many were killed: two lads from Marosfalva, one from Fekete and two from Kender.

Yes, kind Sir! the lads of Marosfalva and of Fekete, of Kender and of Görcz, are taken away just like that, in batches every year, packed into one of those detestable railways like so many heads of cattle and separated from their mothers, their sisters, their sweethearts, all because a hateful government for which the people of Marosfalva do not care one brass fillér, has so decreed it.

"I, too, will be counting them." "When I come back I will at once talk with Pali bácsi he is getting tired of managing his property I know that at times lately he has felt that he needed a rest, and that he means to ask me to see to everything for him. He will give me that nice little house on the Fekete Road, and the mill to look after. We can get married at once, Elsa when I come back."

The future is so hideous, let the joy of the present kill all thoughts of those coming three years. Marosfalva is the rallying-point, where this final annual jollification takes place. They all come over on the thirteenth from Fekete and Görcz, and Kender, in order to dance and to sing at Marosfalva in the barn which belongs to Ignácz Goldstein the Jew.