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 1     I|            of my father's, a certain John Kárpáthy, who was very much
 2     I|               sir, it can. I am that John Kárpáthy whom the country
 3     I|           his head!"~ ~All this time John Kárpáthy said not a word.
 4     I|              an air of approval. Mr. John then handed him his pocket-book,
 5     I|            beds and tables which Sir John had left him.~ ~"Ah, cher
 6    II|           the name of Kárpáthy after John Kárpáthy's death."~ ~"I
 7    II|          death."~ ~"I know that; but John Kárpáthy may marry."~ ~Abellino
 8    II|          mean to say, so long as old John Kárpáthy is alive, you must
 9   III|           our dear father, the noble John Kárpáthy, whose worthy phiz
10   III|             last of all, to go up to John Kárpáthy's castle in the
11   III|              introduce him to Squire John, the great man ordered every
12     V|         several houses in Pressburg, John Boltay by name. This rich
13   VII|           NABOB'S BIRTHDAY.~ ~Squire John's birthday was approaching,
14   VII|          earth, the advent of Squire John's birthday festival was
15   VII|              and penniless.~ ~Squire John himself was so much accustomed
16   VII|        Castle of Kárpátfalva, Squire John's favourite residence, where
17   VII|            take possession of Squire John. The buffoons and the peasant
18   VII|         scarce await the dawn of St. John Baptist's Day; he was as
19   VII|            came from the lips of old John Kárpáthy, who had thus been
20   VII|        Kárpáthy?~ ~They had all seen John Kárpáthy sink back in his
21   VII|            persons who remained with John Kárpáthy as he stood at
22   VII|             letter, which was in old John Kárpáthy's own handwriting,
23  VIII|              CHANGE.~ ~A month later John Kárpáthy was to be met with
24  VIII|              music to your ear. I am John Kárpáthy. Yes! out with
25  VIII|              of your troubles; he is John Kárpáthy, the uncle of that
26    IX|      happened on the night of Squire John's birthday. Monsieur Griffard,
27    IX|       Griffard, learning that Squire John was at the last gasp, had
28    IX|              again. Send word to Mr. John Kárpáthy, and tell him to
29    IX|          they had to send at once to John Kárpáthy. Who was to go?
30    IX|            rather became her. Squire John was beside himself for rapture.
31    IX|          then the bridegroom, Squire John! Where was he, and what
32    IX|            other.~ ~Thereupon Squire John rushed to his carriage,
33    IX|             Pressburg!" cried Squire John with impatient celerity,
34    IX|       suspicion of a smile.~ ~Squire John laughed good-naturedly at
35    IX|              course, my husband, Mr. John Kárpáthy;" and she indicated
36    IX|              of salt.~ ~But meantime John Kárpáthy, the good-humoured,
37    IX| good-humoured, merry, radiant Squire John, pressed the hand of the
38    IX|            talismanic name - "Madame John Kárpáthy!"~ ~It was impossible
39    IX|       relations whatever with Madame John Kárpáthy!~ ~Every eye that
40    IX|             eyes met those of Squire John, who[Pg 238] had just then
41    IX|              the wall.~ ~Then Squire John passed on and had himself
42    IX|             follow him.~ ~But Squire John Kárpáthy, the happy, the
43     X|          same time delivering Squire John's message; then he prepared
44     X|            of which resounded Squire John's stentorian voice. He seemed
45     X|      lingered behind to rally Squire John a little.~ ~Kárpáthy hastened
46     X|            suddenly convinced Squire John that she was quite well
47     X|            to have waited for Squire John Kárpáthy to have introduced
48     X| long-standing legal suit with Squire John Kárpáthy" (i.e. So, you
49     X|            partie, eh!" (i.e. Squire John was already an old man when
50     X|        whatever to be jealous of old John Kárpáthy, or that Kárpáthy
51     X|            took possession of Squire John, and, singing and dancing,
52     X|              into the castle. Squire John himself was in the best
53    XI|      different eyes, and even Squire John himself began to understand
54    XI|       everything. At any rate Squire John henceforth lived in the
55   XII|           repeated too often. Squire John himself was invincible as
56   XII|              to his own room. Squire John helped his guests to their
57  XIII|              their carriages. Squire John himself was in the saddle,
58  XIII|           merits deserved.~ ~"Squire John, Squire John!" cried Dame
59  XIII|                  Squire John, Squire John!" cried Dame Marion, in
60  XIII|            the very beasts.~ ~Squire John selected from among the
61  XIII|              very pleasant to Squire John to find that his wife knew
62  XIII|                  And, indeed, Squire John's affection must have been
63  XIII|       frightened on your account."~ ~John Kárpáthy pressed the extended
64  XIII|           immediately mounted Squire John's horse, and Kárpáthy returned
65  XIII|           very best hounds of Squire John's - Cziczke, the two white
66  XIII|        practised foe. If only Squire John could now have seen it all!
67  XIII|           success, but it did Squire John good to see the attempt,
68    XV|           says, too, that old Squire John himself invites his cronies
69  XVII|          during the winter.~ ~Squire John and his wife were just then
70  XVII|              husband's arm.~ ~Squire John began to laugh.~ ~"Why,
71  XVII|             disadvantage that Squire John was doubly as sleepy as
72   XIX|              really happened. Madame John Kárpáthy had become a mother.
73   XIX|           describe the joy of Squire John thereat? What he had hitherto
74   XIX|           from that good old fellow, John Kárpáthy."~ ~What should
75   XIX|            weak now, and when Squire John, in his rapture, raised
76   XIX|           were standing round Squire John were quite positive was
77   XIX|              soul," stammered Squire John, perceiving that the child
78   XIX|             taking him out of Squire John's arms, they brought him
79   XIX|           talking about in there."~ ~John stared at him. He began
80   XIX|               Remember me!"~ ~Squire John did not hear, he did not
81   XIX|          full of feeling upon Squire John.~ ~Her husband rejoiced
82    XX|           all been planted in Squire John's time.~ ~"Here we will
83    XX|            funereal pine-grove which John Kárpáthy had had planted
84    XX|             were in the courtyard of John Kárpáthy's castle. Kárpáthy
85   XXI|             of the funeral.~ ~Squire John was waiting for Rudolf in
86   XXI|           the suite of rooms, Squire John suddenly stopped Rudolf,
87   XXI|             witnesses.~ ~When Squire John and Rudolf entered the room,
88   XXI|         Furthermore," pursued Squire John, "I bequeath 50,000 florins
89   XXI|              every time my birthday, John Baptist's Day, comes round,
90  Note|      happened on the night of Squire John's birthday.~ ~ Chapter X~ ~