Chapter

 1     I|   gentleman. To-morrow an elegant lady of fashion, to-day a Cinderella,
 2    II|           would be able to find a lady capable of making a man
 3    IV| ridiculous, partly malevolent old lady heard of her younger brother'
 4    IV|    immediate contact with the old lady's withered hands, and looking
 5    IV|          dresses?"~ ~And the good lady thoroughly satisfied the
 6    IV|          and seal, that the young lady's virtue was fenced about
 7    IV|        not whether to ask the old lady to take a chair, or whether
 8     V|           the house where dwelt a lady of her acquaintance, in
 9     V|         ever I found a poor young lady who could sing these divine
10     V|      florins to enable such young lady to cultivate to the utmost
11     V|           insisted that the young lady in question should be just
12     V|           grief!" thought the old lady to herself.[Pg 125]~ ~"I
13     V|             that that austere old lady would have incontinently
14     V|    already happily married to the lady of his choice, the Countess
15     V|         at last, the good-natured lady had resolved to satisfy
16    IX|          Don't we keep you like a lady? The very dress on your
17    IX|          girl is happier than any lady, and her lover is more faithful
18    IX|         The servants call her 'my lady,' and they are glad to see
19    IX|           to prepare a seat for a lady, and taking advantage of
20    IX|        for him -~ ~"My dear young lady, so help me God, the one
21    IX|       informed her that the young lady had driven into Pressburg
22    IX|       away at daybreak. The young lady had departed only a couple
23    IX|        folding-doors, and a young lady entered, accompanied by
24    IX|         it the sight of the young lady that amazed them so? She
25    IX|         better take care lest the lady takes a fancy to some other
26     X|                 CHAPTER X.~ ~POOR LADY!~ ~Poor lady!~ ~The poor
27     X|    CHAPTER X.~ ~POOR LADY!~ ~Poor lady!~ ~The poor lady I mean
28     X|             Poor lady!~ ~The poor lady I mean is Madame Kárpáthy.
29     X|         of her beforehand.~ ~Poor lady!~ ~Fanny naturally felt
30     X|           to her if she did! Poor lady![Pg 245]~ ~So she ran her
31     X|          rigorous an ordeal.~ ~If Lady Kárpáthy had charged him
32     X|        more, thus replied -~ ~"My lady, you honour me far above
33     X|         in search of.~ ~"Look, my lady!" said he, extending the
34     X|      towards her. "This admirable lady is certainly one of those
35     X|      Szentirmay."~ ~"What is this lady like?" she inquired of the
36     X|           destitute, whereas this lady cares for their spiritual
37     X|      hovels, but in palaces. This lady brings a blessing into every
38     X|          I only know of one other lady who is worthy to stand beside
39     X|           insinuation.~ ~"Is this lady young?"~ ~"About your ladyship'
40     X|          reality?~ ~How the young lady's heart did beat as footsteps
41     X|         imagined, but a tall, dry lady of uncertain age, with a
42     X|        Marion Szentirmay made the lady of the house the most perfect
43     X|           be seated, ladies! You, Lady Flora, sit down here, by
44     X|       pardons!"~ ~A glance at the lady's face had suddenly convinced
45     X|       your beauty that has made a lady of you!).~ ~Here Dame Marion
46     X|          after his friend Rudolf, Lady Flora's husband, expressing
47     X|    convulsively pressed the young lady's hand in her own, and,
48     X|           greatest difficulty did Lady Szentirmay succeed in preventing
49     X|          the mean time," retorted Lady Szentirmay, jocosely; whereupon
50    XI|              THE FEMALE FRIEND.~ ~Lady Szentirmay gained her object.
51    XI|   disposed towards the woman whom Lady Szentirmay freely admitted
52    XI|   apprehension. The appearance of Lady Szentirmay was the surest
53    XI|           right at the top," said Lady Szentirmay, "let us begin
54    XI|        her hand, and call her 'My lady sister,' and you need not
55    XI|  direction.~ ~"And now we come to Lady Szépkiesdy. She is a quiet,
56    XI|        soon as possible."~ ~"Poor lady!"~ ~"And she is also tormented
57    XI|          last two years."~ ~"Poor lady!" sighed Fanny.~ ~"And now
58    XI|          Fanny gratefully pressed Lady Szentirmay's hand. What
59   XII|       pre-eminence to an honoured lady, the amazonian Countess
60   XII|         and delivered a letter to Lady Szentirmay which a rapid
61   XII|          was in the letter.~ ~The lady broke the seal with a hand
62   XII|         Málnay dreamt of parties, Lady Szentirmay dreamt of her
63  XIII|       will look after her," cried Lady Szentirmay, with a strong
64  XIII|         now they came to a ditch. Lady Szentirmay boldly raced
65  XIII|         of his loving wife, "that lady's horse has run away with
66  XIII|      overtaking her friend.~ ~The lady was galloping helter-skelter
67  XIII|        mouth, rushed on, with the lady clinging to him. Her face
68  XIII|         on to his own saddle. The lady fainted away over his shoulder,
69  XIII|     MARTYRDOM.~ ~After this event Lady Kárpáthy was very seriously
70  XIII|          nursing.~ ~Nevertheless, Lady Szentirmay would not depart
71  XIII|         danger. On her departure, Lady Szentirmay impressed upon
72  XIII|          attempt, at any rate.~ ~"Lady Szentirmay sends her love;
73  XIII|        from you!" he cried.~ ~The lady smiled sadly, and for a
74   XVI|          Lord-Lieutenant, just as Lady Szentirmay had shared hers
75   XVI|          day of the installation, Lady Szentirmay and Madame Kárpáthy
76   XVI|          saw him approaching her. Lady Szentirmay had just been
77   XVI|           his arm.[Pg 305]~ ~Poor lady, she was scarce able to
78   XVI|            And he sat down beside Lady Kárpáthy as if he were an
79   XVI|           reside at Pest."~ ~"The lady is secretive," thought Kecskerey. "
80   XVI|     anything ill of her. She is a lady of position and altogether
81  XVII|       trace of displeasure on the lady's handsome face; she was
82  XVII|       hold her fast for ever, the lady gently disentangled herself,
83  XVII|          look for from a gracious lady, right up to her bedroom
84  XVII|         out. Oh, how greatly that lady loves you! But, indeed,
85  XVII|            all through dinner the lady was speechless.~ ~The conversation
86  XVII|           only perceived that the lady had returned when she stood
87  XVII|          come here," inquired the lady in a voice trembling with
88  XVII|           on his breast, the poor lady grew calmer, and ceasing
89  XVII|    sparkled with tears. This poor lady had deserved to be happy,
90  XVII|      Fanny?"~ ~"God help the poor lady, for she is very, very unhappy!"[
91 XVIII|         jests about the name of a lady whom nobody in the world
92   XIX|         breast, and, pressing the lady's hand, whispered to her -~ ~"
93    XX|         Fanny was dead. The great lady had been lowered into her
94    XX|     pressed it.~ ~"You loved this lady? You have come hither to
95  XXII|         to be carried, and it was Lady Szentirmay who carried him
96  Note|          after his friend Rudolf, Lady Flora's husband, expressing