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Updated: May 6, 2025
Gongoly sent his men there to mow it, with the result that next day the ring was safely resting on Veronica's finger. And for years the people spoke of the wonderful fact that in that year Mr. Gongoly's meadow gave two crops of hay, and it was always mentioned if any one spoke disparagingly of the Glogova fields. What more am I to say? I think I have told my story conscientiously.
They found Srankó dead in his bed, the morning after the funeral; he had died of an apoplectic fit. Srankó was a well-to-do man, in fact a "mágná." And Mrs. Srankó was not idle, for she went herself to the schoolmaster, and then to the priest, and said she wished everything to be as it had been at Mrs. Gongoly's funeral. Let it cost what it might, but the Srankós were not less than the Gongolys.
Srankó, "but please, your reverence, put the red thing in too, and let us see how much more it will cost." "What red thing?" "Why, what you held over your head at Mrs. Gongoly's funeral. Oh, it was lovely!" The young priest could not help smiling. "But that is impossible," he said. Mrs. Srankó jumped up, and planted herself before him, with her arms crossed.
But Gyuri was already gone, through the priest's garden, across Magát's clover-field, and his heart began to beat, for from there he could see Veronica in her green dress, without a hat, only a little red silk shawl round her shoulders. Across Szlávik's corn-field, then into Gongoly's meadow, and they were face to face.
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