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Madame Zamenoy and her son no doubt understood each other's purposes, and there was another person in the house who understood them Lotta Luxa, namely; but Karil Zamenoy had been kept somewhat in the dark.
My aunt is so angry with me that I cannot speak with her, and uncle Karil only snubs me if I say a word to him about business. He would snub me, no doubt, worse than ever now; and yet who is there here to speak of such matters if I may not do so? You see how it is with father." "He is not able to do much, I suppose."
"And there's our Ziska would take her to-morrow in spite of the Jew." "Would he now?" "That he would, without anything but what she stands up in. And he'd behave very handsome to anyone that would help him." "He'd be the first of his name that ever did, then. I have known the time when old Balatka there, poor as he is now, would give a florin when Karil Zamenoy begrudged six kreutzers."
"You may help him better than any son." "I will help him if I can. Will you and uncle give up those papers which you have kept since father left them with uncle Karil, just that they might be safe?" This question Ziska would not answer at once. The matter was one on which he wished to negotiate, and he was driven to the necessity of considering what might be the best line for his diplomacy.
"They know how to take care of themselves, Nina." "Very likely." "They have managed to get all your father's property between them." "I don't know how that is. Father says that the business which uncle and you have was once his, and that he made it. In these matters the weakest always goes to the wall. Father has no son to help him, as uncle Karil has and old Trendellsohn."
On one of these days old Trendellsohn went to the office of Karil Zamenoy, in the Ross Markt, with the full determination of learning in truth what there might be to be learned as to that deed which would be so necessary to him, or to those who would come after him, when Josef Balatka might die.
"He should get them for me. He should not drive me to press him for them. I know they are at Karil Zamenoy's counting-house; but your uncle told me, when I spoke to him, that he had no business with me; if I had a claim on him, there was the law. I have no claim on him. But I let your father have the money when he wanted it, on his promise that the deeds should be forthcoming.
And when it was known to Madame Zamenoy and to her husband Karil that Ziska had set his heart upon having his cousin, they had expressed no displeasure at the prospect, poor as the Balatkas were. "There is no knowing how it may go about the houses in the Kleinseite," Karil Zamenoy had said.
"Where are they?" said she, repeating his question. "Yes; where are they?" "Why do you ask me? And why do you look like that?" "I want you to tell me where they are, to the best of your knowledge." "Uncle Karil has them or else Ziska." "You are sure of that?" "How can I be sure? I am not sure at all. But Ziska said something which made me feel sure of it, as I told you before.
She had loved him for the words, and had pressed his hand in hers but she had not taken his money. From her aunt some small meagre supply had been accepted from time to time a florin or two now, and a florin or two again given with repeated intimations on aunt Sophie's part, that her husband Karil could not be expected to maintain the house in the Kleinseite.
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