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In this instance, however, Lotta Luxa did answer the bell, and not the stout Bohemian girl who acted in the household of Madame Zamenoy as assistant and fag to Lotta. And Lotta found Nina at the door, enveloped in her cloak. "Lotta," she said, "will you kindly give this to my cousin Ziska?"
Madame Zamenoy would tell her so, and so would Sister Teresa, an old nun, who was on most friendly terms with Madame Zamenoy, and whom Nina altogether hated; and so would the priest, to whom, alas! she would be bound to give faith. And if this were so, whither should she turn for comfort? She could not become a Jewess!
Then Anton explained to her that Madame Zamenoy had made a formal demand to see her niece, and had even lodged with the police a statement that Nina was being kept in durance in the Jews' quarter; but the accusation was too manifestly false to receive attention even when made against a Jew, and Nina had reached an age which allowed her to choose her own friends without interposition from the law.
Then Madame Zamenoy lifted up the hem of her garment and stepped proudly into the old man's chamber. By this time Balatka knew what was about to befall him, and was making himself ready for the visit. He was well aware that he should be sorely perplexed as to what he should say in the coming interview.
"And what is it that has disturbed you now, Nina? What has Madame Zamenoy said to you?" "She has said nothing as yet. She suspects nothing as yet." "Then let her remain as she is." "But, Anton, Souchey knows, and he will talk." "Souchey! And do you care for that?" "I care for nothing for nothing; for nothing, that is, in the way of preventing me.
"Not longer, ma'am, than it always has been," said Lotta, pertly. "Of course it is not longer than it always has been; I know that; but still I say it is very long. Bridges are not so long in other places." "Not where the rivers are narrower," said Lotta. Madame Zamenoy trudged on, finding that she could get no comfort from her servant, and at last reached Balatka's door.
But the old man had recognised too well the comparative security of silence to be drawn into argument, and therefore merely hid himself more completely among the clothes. "Am I to get no answer from you, Josef?" said Madame Zamenoy. No answer came, and therefore she was driven to turn again upon Nina. "Why are you doing this thing, you poor deluded creature? Is it the man's money that tempts you?"
Her own confessor had simply told her that the matter was in the hands of Father Jerome, as far as it could be said to belong to the Church at all; and had satisfied his conscience by advising his dear friend to use all the resources which female persecution put at her command. "You will frighten her out of it, Madame Zamenoy, if you go the right way about it," said the priest.
Go now, Souchey there's a good fellow; and I'll come again the day after to-morrow and tell you. Go, I say. There are things that I must think of by myself." And in this way she got Souchey to leave the room. "Josef," said Madame Zamenoy, as she took her place standing by Balatka's bedside "Josef, this is very terrible."
She had almost said, "Anton Trendellsohn, the Jew;" and when her speech was finished, and admitted of no addition, she reproached herself with pusillanimity in that she had omitted the word which had always been so odious, and would now be doubly odious odious to her aunt in a tenfold degree. Madame Zamenoy stood for a while speechless struck with horror.
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