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Updated: May 31, 2025
Herr Katschuka, after saying so much, would have told him that too. But Katschuka no longer cared much about the hundred thousand gulden, nor yet about what depended on them. It he gets them, all right; if not, his hair will not turn gray for lack of them. Brazovics hurried off to Uj-Szöny, and went to all the vine-growers to ask who had a vineyard to sell.
That artificial white complexion could be attained by any school-girl who chose to eat chalk and burned coffee-berries." She spoke to Timar, but looked toward Herr Katschuka. He, however, was glancing at the large mirror in which one could see when Timéa came back. Athalie saw it, and it did not escape Timar's notice.
If he happened to be in the company of a brave officer who would call him out, and spit him like a frog so!" Herr Brazovics threw a meaning glance on Herr Katschuka, who seemed as if he had heard nothing.
On the morning of the lovely May day on which Timéa's beautiful white-rose bouquet usually arrived, a servant in mourning livery brought a letter to Katschuka. On opening the envelope the major found a printed invitation-card inside, which bore the name, not of Susanna, but of Timéa Levetinczy, and had reference to that very day. Herr Katschuka was puzzled. What a curious notion of Timéa!
It is a sandhill lying above Uj-Szöny, and its wines are very poor. But notwithstanding this, Timar bought ten acres of vine-growing land there. This excited attention in the commercial world. What could he want with it? There must be some sort of gold mine there. Herr Brazovics thought he was on the right track, and attacked Katschuka on his own ground.
Then you know Herr Katschuka, chief of the commissariat department? Be good enough to give him this note when you get home. There is no address on it not necessary, you won't forget his name; it sounds like a Spanish dance. Take him the letter as soon as ever you get there. You won't be sorry."
And then something flashed through her brain like lightning. Her eyes flashed too. "Will you come to-morrow," she asked him, "to escort me to my uncle in Belgrade?" "I will come," Katschuka hastened to reply. "But now go home. Did any one come with you?" "I came quite alone." "What imprudence! Who is to take you back?" "You need not," she said, bitterly.
And Athalie is a very pretty and clever young lady." "Yes, yes; but you need not praise Athalie to me like a horse you take to market. Let us rather talk of your affairs." If Katschuka had been able to look into Timar's heart he would have found that what they had been talking of was his friend's affair.
This warrior wore a violet tunic, with collar and cuffs of pink velvet, the uniform of the engineers. Timar knew him too. It was Herr Katschuka, first lieutenant at the fort, and also a commissariat officer rather a hybrid position, but so it was.
It was well known that his affairs were in confusion, and whoever had a claim to his money would be wise to ask for it to-day rather than to-morrow. And Herr Katschuka was a wise man. His future father-in-law tried to persuade him that it would be much better to leave the money at interest with him; but the engineer would not allow his last redoubt to be taken.
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