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Updated: June 21, 2025
His mustache made a mistake, and grew on the top of his nose instead of on his lip." After that it was mere child's play, for every workman knew that Prepelicza was "building Pest," as they expressed it. He was working at a large house in the Kerepesi Street.
Gáspár immediately had the horses harnessed, and drove to Pest, not stopping till he reached the capital; and there he set to work to find Prepelicza among the Slovak workmen. The mason was just going up on a pulley to the third story when he found him, and Gáspár shuddered as he thought: "Supposing the cords were to give way now!" "Hallo, Prepelicza!" he shouted.
And they only went as far as "The Cock," a small public-house, where they ordered some wine, after drinking which, the wily Gáspár began, smiling blandly: "Can you speak, Prepelicza?" The mason began to wonder what was going to happen, and looked long and attentively into the steely gray eyes of his new acquaintance, and then said guardedly: "A jay can speak, sir." "I am from Besztercebánya."
There was nothing surprising in that except, perhaps, the fact that Prepelicza was not such a fool as he looked. "Oh, the wretch!" Gáspár kept on saying. "But he shall not have it, I will buy it. I'll give you 25,000 florins for it." Sztolarik smiled and rubbed his hands. "It will belong to the one who gives most for it.
"What do you say, Prepelicza, you don't remember the caldron? What do you take me for? Do I look like a fool? But I daresay in your place I should do the same. This wine is very good, isn't it? What do you say? It tastes of the cask? Why, my good fellow, it can't taste of mortar, can it? Here, waiter, fetch another bottle of wine, and then be off and leave us alone. Well, what were we speaking of?
The man who took it up got a florin for doing so. At the sight of this novel visiting-card Prepelicza threw down his hammer and trowel, and with the next pulley returned to his mother earth, where miracles have been going on ever since the time of Moses. "What can I do for you, sir?" "Follow me." "To the end of the world, sir." "We need not go as far as that," said Gregorics, smiling.
A few months after the purchase of "Lebanon," Prepelicza appeared on the scene, and demanded his share of the treasure discovered in the wall, otherwise he would make known the whole affair to Mrs. Panyóki. The brothers got mad with rage at the sight of him. "You miserable thief!" they cried.
Panyóki showed no signs of taking part in the auction. She evidently knew nothing of the existence of the treasure; Prepelicza had not told her the secret, and had thus proved himself a clever man, for if he had told her too, his part in the play was over. Whereas now, when the two brothers had the caldron in their possession, they would be obliged to pay him hush-money to hold his tongue.
"Yes, good for you." "Well, if it is good for me it can wait till the evening. I shall be down by then, but I want to finish this top window first." "Don't argue, but come down at once. You won't be sorry for it." "Why, I don't even know who you are." "I'll send you word in a minute." And with the next pulley he sent Prepelicza up a nice new crisp ten-florin note.
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