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'Well, it was a great success. 'Splendid, yawned my lady. 'Our guests ought to be satisfied. After a while he spoke again. 'Do you know that I have sold the estate? 'To whom? 'To Hirschgold; he is giving me seventy-five roubles an acre. 'Thank God we shall get away at last. 'Well, you might come and give me a kiss! 'I'm much too tired. Come here, if you want one.
Pan Hirschgold, write the agreement at once, I will be back directly. Unmindful of the gaiety of the dance, the Jew calmly took an inkpot, pen, and paper out of his bag, wrote a dozen lines, and sat down, waiting for the noise to subside. A quarter of an hour later the squire returned in the best of spirits. 'Ready? he asked cheerfully. 'Ready.
They jumped to the conclusion that either the Germans had not been able to come to terms with Hirschgold, or had quarrelled with the Hamers, or that they had lost heart because of the horse-thieves. 'Why, they haven't so much as measured out the ground! cried Orzchewski, and washed down the remark with a huge glass of beer.
Otherwise Hirschgold will turn the Hamers out at midsummer and sell the land to Gryb. They have a heavy contract with the Jew. 'What? Gryb would buy the settlement? 'Indeed he would. He is anxious to settle his son too, and Josel has been sniffing round for a month past. So there's your chance, bargain well.
'My father-in-law recommends you highly...all the same,...on the spur of the moment.... 'You need only write a word or two. The squire dashed his red cap down on the table. 'Really, Pan Hirschgold, this is unbearable! 'It's not my fault; I should like to oblige you, but business is pressing.
The music stopped, yet he did not return; a polka followed, yet he did not return. At last he appeared: 'The master asks you to come to the bailiff's office. He took Pan Hirschgold into a room where several camp-beds had been made up for the guests. The Jew took off his expensive fur, sat down in an armchair by the fire and meditated. The polka had been finished, and a vigorous mazurka began.
He was dressed as a Crakovian peasant in a red coat covered with jingling ornaments, wide, pink-and-white-striped breeches, a red cap with a peacock's feather, and iron-shod shoes. 'How are you, Pan Hirschgold? he cried good-humouredly, 'what is this urgent message from my father-in-law? 'Read it, sir. 'What, now? I'm dancing a mazurka. 'And I am building a railway.
'Here is a rouble for you; ask your master if he will see me, and I will double it. The footman shook his head. 'The master is sure to refuse. 'Tell him, it is Pan Hirschgold, on urgent business from my lady's father. Here is another rouble, so that you do not forget the name. Mateus quickly disappeared, but did not quickly return.
Old Hamer seemed to be in the middle of a heated argument with Hirschgold and two other men. When he caught sight of the peasant he took them into the barn. 'Sly dog, murmured Slimak; 'he knows what I've come for. I'll tell him straight to his face when he comes out. But at every step his courage failed him more and more.
'I deserve that you should come here. I've done exceedingly well. 'No, I won't. Hirschgold...Hirschgold...oh yes, some acquaintance of father's. The first mazurka was splendid, wasn't it? The squire was snoring. The squire and his wife left for Warsaw a week after the ball.
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