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Suddenly she caught hold of Gyuri's arm, and smiled at him through her tears. "Do you really mean that you still want to marry me?" "Of course. What do you say to it?" "I say that ..." She ceased speaking, for there was a queer feeling in her throat. "Well?" "That you are very volatile, and ..." "And?" "And that ... Let us run back and look for my ring."
Sztolarik was impressed by the apparent sincerity of Gyuri's sorrow. "That's quite another thing," he said. "If that is how you feel I will stay here with you. Let us go and look for the girl ourselves, and find out what she thinks on the subject." When they went out, they found great confusion reigning in the courtyard, but Mrs. Adamecz was loudest in her lamentations.
"He said he wanted to give you something." A light broke in upon Gyuri's brain. The Vienna carriage-builder had given him to understand that his father's fortune was represented by a receipt for money placed in a bank, and from the information his mother now gave him, he concluded that the old gentleman had intended giving him the receipt before his death. So he must always have kept it by him.
The silent shepherd with the power of second sight had won Muller's interest at once. "Yes, I found him. It is Gyuri, the warder at the asylum." "No, sir, it is not Gyuri Gyuri did not do it." "But when I tell you that he did?" "But I tell you, sir, that Gyuri did not do it. The man who did it he has yellowish hands I saw them I saw big yellowish hands. Gyuri's hands are big, but they are brown."
Why, one of his professors had a penholder he had used for forty years! One episode in connection with the umbrella remained fixed in Gyuri's memory ever after. We read in Márton's famous cookery book that "fish with paprika" must only be boiled in Tisza water, and the same book says that a woman cannot prepare the dish properly.
He understood perfectly that now Gyuri's power was at an end and he was as pleased as a child that has just received a present. "And now you're going to shoot him?" he asked, in the tone a boy would use if asking when the fireworks were to begin. Muller shook his head. "No, my dear Cardillac," he replied gravely.
Whatever the reason was, it was certainly to Gyuri's advantage, and his guardian meant to make the most of the opportunity, so he let the two brothers go on bidding till the sum promised was 50,000 florins. He intended to wait till Gáspár capped it with 52,000, and then close the bargain. But he had reckoned without his host, for one fine day it suddenly occurred to Gáspár it was strange Mrs.
He knew that I loved to give them riddles to guess, just as I did in Paris so long ago." "Oh, yes, you're Cardillac, aren't you? And now tell us about the smith's swineherd." "You mean Janos? Oh, he was a stupid lout," answered Varna scornfully. "He had cast an eye on the beautiful Julcsi, Gyuri's mistress, so of course I had to kill him." "Did you do that alone?" "No, Gyuri helped me."
He gave only a hasty glance at his visitor, then looked at Gyuri. The expression in his eyes as he turned them on those of the warder was like the look in the eyes of a well-trained dog when it watches its master's face. Gyuri's brows were drawn close together and his mouth set tight to a narrow line.
"It is time the coach arrived. Go and tell Matykó to wait outside by the gate, and carry Gyuri's bag in when he comes." Anna wrung her hands in despair. Should she own she had not sent off the telegram? No, she dare not tell him; she would carry on the deception, and send Matykó out to the gate. But the sick man got more and more restless.
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