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Updated: May 3, 2025
Michal did as she was told, and Valentine then hastened with the solved enigma to the commandant, Count Hommonai. The letter contained very remarkable things. Count Hommonai had no sooner taken note of its contents than he sent for Zurdoki. "Sir!" he at once began, without so much as asking Zurdoki to take a seat, "you are here with no good intention."
The terror-stricken Zurdoki stood there with his mouth wide open. He now perceived that they had been fooling him all along. Count Hommonai did not exchange many words with him, but seized him by the collar and thrust him into the room where all the other guests were dancing.
"I deny the truth of that," blustered Zurdoki. "All that is mere sophistical gabble." "Here you have the contents of the letter which the Swedish Minister writes to you. Read it!" said Hommonai, handing him the copied letter. Zurdoki was dumfounded. "Whence did you get this? Who is there in Kassa that can read cipher? Who understands Swedish here, I should like to know?"
He allowed them to lead him back to his place, for which complacency he received a loud vivat. They even wished to lift him up in the air, chair and all, as upon the occasion of his election, but he motioned to them not to do so. Then Count Hommonai withdrew from the council-chamber; he had no longer any business there.
"No, old fellow! the business of the city comes first. I'll go home afterward." As the sledge stopped before the townhall, where the town-councilors, apprised of the arrival of the deputies, had already assembled, the first person whom Valentine met on dismounting was Count Hommonai. He drew Valentine aside. "Have you been home yet?" he asked.
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