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Updated: June 2, 2025
It was already midnight when Maria Kamienszka perceived the first roadside csárda which, according to her calculations, lay midway between the county-town and Hétfala. In the midnight gloom and silence it was easier to distinguish distant sounds than to clearly recognise near objects.
And the little black letters in the master's open book seemed to be dancing together in long dizzying rows, and this is what he read: "... Pallida Mors Aequo pede pulsat Pauperum tabernas Regumnque turres..." Maria Kamienszka talked for the whole of a long hour with the General's wife.
"Not Kamienszki but Kamienszka!" murmured the lady softly, and with that she spurred her horse and galloped after her comrades. And now for the first time a light dawned in Vértessy's mind, and he understood it all. "A marvellous woman!" he muttered, gazing after her till the distance hid her from his eyes.
"Where is the leader of the people?" cried Kamienszka, urging on the sweating horse towards the nearest open space. Master Matthias proudly pointed to the warm swelling bosom which lay beneath his leather apron, by way of indicating that he was the man.
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