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  1     V|          houses in Pressburg, John Boltay by name. This rich artisan,
  2     V|            upon a mere workman. So Boltay went away and married some
  3     V|         for five-and-twenty years. Boltay meanwhile had become a rich
  4     V|         exchanged a word together. Boltay himself lived at the opposite
  5     V|          way.~ ~Maybe both she and Boltay thought what a pretty pair
  6    VI|          make her do - she went to Boltay, told him everything, and
  7    VI|     protection was insufficient.~ ~Boltay accepted the guardianship
  8    VI|         she had had to die for it. Boltay took the trouble to frequent
  9    VI|            they had flitted to Mr. Boltay's house, and Teresa had
 10    VI|          relations between her and Boltay in their younger days, or
 11    VI|            went to see him because Boltay's adopted son wanted to
 12    VI|         sort of an artisan is this Boltay?" he inquired of Dame Kramm.~ ~"
 13    VI|        about his own business. Mr. Boltay, with his sleeves tucked
 14    VI|            and stopped in front of Boltay's house.~ ~Fanny, young
 15    VI|          door also opened, and Mr. Boltay entered the antechamber
 16    VI|         sight of the artisan. "Mr. Boltay, I presume? Ah, I thought
 17    VI|         the highest esteem."~ ~Mr. Boltay was not the sort of man
 18    VI|      behind him that prevented Mr. Boltay from falling flat. On such
 19    VI|    straight into their eyes?~ ~Mr. Boltay had gradually pulled himself
 20    VI|          was brooding within it.~ ~Boltay, perceiving that the dandy
 21    VI|         did not end here.~ ~Master Boltay did not put back in his
 22    VI|    pater-familias.~ ~"What, Master Boltay? The master-carpenter! Why,
 23    VI|        sought out the house of Mr. Boltay and made their way into
 24    VI|  thunderous voice, "is this Master Boltay's house?"[Pg 142]~ ~"It
 25    VI|          give it me, sir. I am Mr. Boltay's confidential agent, and
 26    VI|             I am authorized by Mr. Boltay during his absence to open
 27    VI|            is it of yours?"~ ~"Mr. Boltay has empowered me to satisfy
 28    VI|        yesterday I have become Mr. Boltay's partner, and all the obligations
 29    VI|            seen looking for Master Boltay's workshop, and making inquiries
 30    VI|      complained of, and (2) if Mr. Boltay caused to be inserted in
 31  VIII|                   Meanwhile Master Boltay was residing on a little
 32  VIII|       Fanny's reading book. Master Boltay discharged that servant
 33  VIII|            have her, too.~ ~Master Boltay, hearing these things from
 34  VIII|        very surly look that Master Boltay, standing outside his door
 35  VIII|        gentleman approached Master Boltay with a very amicable air,
 36  VIII|           is this the house of Mr. Boltay?"~ ~The person accosted
 37  VIII|        himself?"~ ~Even now Master Boltay was not quite master of
 38  VIII|       hooked his arm within Master Boltay's, and, in the heartiest
 39  VIII|    conversation together.~ ~Master Boltay gave way, led the gentleman
 40  VIII|                Not yet, sir," said Boltay, "and I hope to God he will
 41  VIII|          lives hard by."~ ~"Master Boltay, don't be so impatient.
 42  VIII|         from that title."~ ~Master Boltay slowly arose from beside
 43  VIII|            again, my worthy Master Boltay. When first I saw your face,
 44  VIII|    gentleman arose, pressed Master Boltay's hand amicably, and left
 45  VIII| conflicting thoughts. Impatiently, Boltay began pacing up and down
 46  VIII|        turned pale, pressed Master Boltay's hand in silence, and then
 47  VIII|         the lad had been with him, Boltay was all radiant and jocose,
 48  VIII|         Alexander loved in vain.~ ~Boltay thought the matter over
 49  VIII|       young man?~ ~So the same day Boltay rode out to his country
 50  VIII|           Fanny rushed out to meet Boltay's waggon when he was still
 51  VIII|       round her little domain; and Boltay kept pinching her cheeks,
 52  VIII|          roguishly clipping Master Boltay round the neck, and kissing
 53  VIII|         her round red lips. "Daddy Boltay is the husband for me!"~ ~"
 54  VIII|           you rogue!" cried Master Boltay, scarce able to contain
 55  VIII|          you."~ ~"All right, Daddy Boltay, the sooner the better.
 56  VIII|           ready."[Pg 197]~ ~Master Boltay hastened to seek Teresa,
 57  VIII|         love.~ ~All through supper Boltay was cracking jokes with
 58  VIII|            alone.~ ~And now Master Boltay's good humour changed into
 59  VIII|         replied the girl.~ ~Master Boltay stopped short, although
 60  VIII|        unhappy, and so shall I."~ ~Boltay sighed; and in a few moments
 61  VIII|        willed otherwise!~ ~At last Boltay brushed the sweat off his
 62  VIII|             It is true," continued Boltay, "that your second suitor
 63  VIII|          it. Now, look here, Daddy Boltay, first of all, when I told
 64  VIII|          you mean by it?"~ ~Master Boltay was delighted. He laughed
 65  VIII|          Look now!" replied Master Boltay; "the gentleman left this
 66  VIII|           would turn out," replied Boltay, laughing.~ ~And, indeed,
 67  VIII|         everybody's eyes.~ ~Master Boltay's brain was chock-full of
 68  VIII|          good friends and kinsfolk Boltay and Teresa say, if she refused
 69  VIII|          old guardians. Fanny told Boltay that if old Kárpáthy should
 70    IX|         THE HUNTER IN THE SNARE.~ ~Boltay and Teresa said not a word
 71    IX|               One day, when Master Boltay was at home in his factory,
 72    IX|         attired female whom Master Boltay could not recognize as belonging
 73    IX|         heart, throwing herself at Boltay's feet, and[Pg 204] covering
 74    IX|          shedding oceans of tears. Boltay, who was not used to such
 75    IX|        honourable, magnanimous Mr. Boltay, suffer me to kiss the dust
 76    IX|          know; and, above all, Mr. Boltay must know what an unfortunate
 77    IX|           mother I am. Oh, oh, Mr. Boltay, you cannot imagine what
 78    IX|            my house every day, Mr. Boltay, your hair would rise up
 79    IX|           which appealed to Master Boltay most strongly was that this
 80    IX|            be satisfied!"~ ~Master Boltay was quite touched by these
 81    IX|         woman!" blurted out honest Boltay, awkwardly. "I've servants
 82    IX|          thereupon have kissed Mr. Boltay's boots again, but the worthy
 83    IX|          strong a credulity as Mr. Boltay, that there was not one
 84    IX|     artfully worm her way into the Boltay family, so as to get at
 85    IX|          before the door.~ ~Master Boltay did not take his seat beside
 86    IX|     descend from the coach. Master Boltay and the coachman had to
 87    IX|           of Teresa and Fanny till Boltay, who had no desire that
 88    IX|    daughter. Unfortunately, in Mr. Boltay's house there was no room
 89    IX|     bridegroom old - sent Palko to Boltay's, and with great delight
 90    IX|          he must needs embrace Mr. Boltay himself willy-nilly, and
 91    IX|           positively love her. Mr. Boltay was obliged to call his
 92    IX|     peculiar reasons for so doing. Boltay promised, and only after
 93    IX|           town all night, and sent Boltay back to guard the house.~ ~
 94    IX|         contentment so long as old Boltay lives. God preserve him
 95    IX|         what will become of her if Boltay dies! "Waste your precious
 96    IX|          your precious youth while Boltay is alive, and then it will
 97    IX|           quickest - - ~"Hush! Mr. Boltay is coming."~ ~The old man
 98    IX|               Very happy!" replied Boltay. "Where does she want to
 99    IX|      consent - that blockhead of a Boltay did not suspect anything.
100    IX|            golden-minded damsel!~ ~Boltay went out for a moment to
101    IX|             repeated Fanny.~ ~Here Boltay popped in again.~ ~"Wait
102    IX|          or poil-de-chevre - - "~ ~Boltay was frightened at all those
103    IX|            up, sealed, and gave to Boltay.~ ~Mrs. Meyer cast a significant
104    IX|         again.~ ~On reaching town, Boltay dismounted at the first
105    IX|            together, and accompany Boltay homewards also. Teresa was
106    IX|          it through, and looked at Boltay. Then she read it through
107    IX|            and again she looked at Boltay.~ ~"It is Greek, indeed,"
108    IX|           she handed the letter to Boltay.~ ~"Hum!" growled the old
109    IX|            s hands at parting. Mr. Boltay did not understand it at
110    IX|           Kárpáthy. Who was to go? Boltay resolved to go himself.
111    IX|          carriage and setting out. Boltay and Teresa sat beside him
112    IX|            journey, whereas Master Boltay at his more leisurely pace
113    IX|          half-blown rose.~ ~Master Boltay was twisting his moustache
114    IX|       morning a servant arrived at Boltay's[Pg 228] country house
115    IX|    self-same garments which Master Boltay had got for her, took her
116    IX|            make her way on foot to Boltay's dwelling, and there she
117    IX|           reached the meadows near Boltay's dwelling. Providence was
118    XX|            that hour was Alexander Boltay.~ ~The young artisan had