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Yet one day, while Hátszegi was in the drawing room of the countess, paying his court to her most assiduously, Vámhidy entered sans gêne; whereupon the countess hastily springing up from her causeuse asked leave of the baron to withdraw for a moment and there and then conducted Vámhidy into her private boudoir and remained closeted with him for a good quarter of an hour, whilst Hátszegi, yellow with jealousy, was left alone with the countess's French companion, who could answer nothing but "oui" and "non" to all his remarks.
After that the count never mentioned Henrietta's name in Szilard's presence again and who knows whether there was not some impediment between these two from which no sacrament could absolve them. Who knows whether it might not after all have been as well for Vamhidy to avoid any meeting whatever with the widow of the late Baron Hátszegi?
All at once the noise grew more alarming and broken outbursts plainly suggested that someone in the adjoining room wanted to murder somebody else. Vamhidy leaped from his bed and was about to intervene when in came the landlord with his coffee. "What is that row going on next door?" enquired Szilard irritably.
A few moments later Vamhidy recognized in the leader of the hunt Leonard Hátszegi. It was an unwelcome surprise on both sides, but Hátszegi was the first to recover himself, and he greeted him with as radiant a countenance as if he had never had any cause of quarrel with him. "We both of us seem to be on a hunting expedition your honour!" said he. "Mine is an official pursuit."
Towards midday they heard in the forest a loud barking of dogs; the miller said it was no doubt the lord of the manor hunting bears. "He chooses a very inopportune time," growled Vamhidy, "he will scare my game away." The hunters were not long in issuing from the forest, they seemed to have lost the track of the bear.
In a scarcely audible voice he enquired: "And has Henrietta refused to honour that bill?" Vamhidy sighed deeply. Then it was really true that this thoughtless child had committed the crime! "My dear Coloman," said he, dropping the Leander now, "your sister is the martyr of her own devotion.
Fatia Negra suddenly stopped short, waited till his adversary was close up to him and then shaking his fist at him sprang through the open window. Vamhidy did not hesitate a moment about following the adventurer into the house. He forced his way through the window and found himself in a dark corridor at the extreme end of which the footsteps of the hunted adventurer were still resounding.
And now the pandurs understood the plan of their young leader and were ready to follow him blindly through fire and water. In another half hour they had passed through the "Roman Gate" and reached the valley beyond, and by next morning Vamhidy had lit down like a thunderbolt from the sky where nobody expected him. By the evening he had run down eight persons who were under very strong suspicion.
And Vamhidy produced paper and writing requisites, lit a pair of candles which he placed by his side and began the examination of the youth sitting in front of him. By midnight the confession was duly written down. When, however, Vamhidy proposed that Coloman should now come back to Pest and be reconciled to his relations, the youth hesitated: "We will see," said he.
I consider myself as one of your most sincere admirers and it wounds me to hear all this tittle-tattle circulating in our set which links your ladyship's name with that of young Vámhidy." "But will it not injure the respect you entertain for me if your name takes the place of Vámhidy's in the gossip you complain of?"
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