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I fear that my time is too short to gratify you." "Sire, we have but one petition to make," said the count, speaking for the others. "One common misfortune threatens us all " "What can it be" "Oh, your majesty," cried he, fervently, "have mercy upon Count Podstadsky and Baron von Szekuly!"
"Yourself, my houri, when you consent to receive me alone. How shall I prove to you the extent of my adoration?" "Oh, you can easily do that," said Rachel, "by becoming a Jew for the love of me." At the idea of his becoming a Jew, Podstadsky burst out into a fit of laughter; but Rachel affected not to hear it.
"No," replied Count Podstadsky, trembling with passion, "and you shall answer to me for this outrage. We shall see whether the unbelieving Jew can mock the Christian with impunity!" "Accuse me before the public tribunals," answered the banker, "and I shall enter MY complaint against you." "Indeed!" said Podstadsky, contemptuously. "The Jew will be allowed to accuse an Austrian nobleman, will he?"
Her face was lit up with triumph as she went, and at times, when something of rare value met her eyes, in the ecstasy of her pride she laughed aloud. Suddenly the stillness was broken by the sound of a man's footstep. The laugh of the countess ceased, and she drew on her mask of indifference. She turned slowly around, and dropped it again for the intruder was Count Podstadsky.
"Then you do not believe that the danger is imminent?" said Podstadsky, after along, anxious pause. "I do not," replied the countess, "The emperor has always been fond of advising other people, and of humbling the Austrian aristocracy above all, when the people are by to hear him, and he can make capital out of it to increase his popularity.
Rachel had so unconquerable an aversion to Podstadsky that, instead of going forward to greet him, she actually stepped back and raised her hand as if to ward him off. But the count was not easily repulsed. "At last, my angel," said he, "my hour of happiness is here at last you are mine. And I am the happiest of mortals." "Who tells you that I am yours?" said Rachel, still retreating.
"I wonder at you, Carlo, when you look upon what we are, and reflect upon what we have been. Everybody in Vienna admires and envies us. Oh, Carlo! Is it not enough to make all the gods of Olympus laugh?" "You are right," replied Podstadsky, encouraged. "The emperor's visit here to-night will silence the clamor of my creditors." "Creditors! What of them? Was there ever a nobleman without creditors!
The role you have given him is inappropriate. To ask of him to play the repentant sinner, is simply ridiculous. Count Podstadsky is a gentleman, and has no taste for idyls." "Who is this woman?" asked the old countess. Her son had regained all his self-possession again. He approached Arabella, and, taking her hand, led her directly up to his mother.
"Then you will have to explain the nature of your discovery, for your father is about to reveal the state of his affairs to the world." "If he does that, I am lost!" cried Podstadsky, in tones of despair. "Ah!" gasped the unhappy mother. "Then we were right in fearing that your wealth was ill-gotten.
"You know that by becoming a Jew," continued she, "you would be at liberty to marry me, and inherit my father's ducats." At mention of her father's wealth Podstadsky felt that he had laughed too soon. The thought of the banker's millions made him feel rather grave. They were worth any thing short of such a lese noblesse as apostasy. "What to me are your father's ducats?" cried he, vehemently.
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