Chapter

 1     I|        Goddess of Fortune is not a woman for nothing. I protest that
 2    II|            to the very first young woman they may chance to cast[
 3    IV|    out-of-doors, and if any pretty woman visited him with the intention
 4     V|          it is when a young man or woman receives the reward of his
 5     V|  astonishing reports of this young woman's family, which seem to
 6     V|   loquacious. "Whatever this young woman's relations may be, sir,
 7     V|          madam, and warn the young woman's guardians to look well
 8     V|        every month, that the young woman may be able to pay for the
 9     V|    mysterious benefactor was not a woman, but a man, who wished to
10   VII|          and thus she was the only woman present at the banquet.
11    IX|        Fanny's mother," sobbed the woman in the bitterness of her
12    IX|      strongly was that this worthy woman had eaten no food that day.
13    IX|         you are talking, my worthy woman!" blurted out honest Boltay,
14    IX|         when it is parted with - a woman's virtue.~ ~ ~ ~An hour
15    IX|           nothing, you see."~ ~The woman was quite loquacious. Whenever
16    IX|         everything. Don't let that woman, whom I cannot call mother
17    IX|          thought that this[Pg 240] woman would find some one to love.
18     X|           generous, tender-hearted woman whom she might look upon
19     X|         virtues one looks for in a woman. Gentleness and prudence
20     X|            She really did pity the woman.~ ~"Oh yes, yes! call me
21     X|           a bad reputation that no woman's good name was likely to
22    XI|    favourably disposed towards the woman whom Lady Szentirmay freely
23    XI|             He thinks ill of every woman except his own wife, for
24    XI|      Kereszty. She is an excellent woman. She has a tall, muscular,
25    XI|             She is a quiet, silent woman, whom it is impossible to
26  XIII|         that she was such a pretty woman and he was her husband.~ ~
27  XIII|         life that he had seen this woman. He had no[Pg 286] idea
28  XIII|         that had been all the poor woman was suffering from, how
29  XIII|              Then she had sought a woman's heart that could understand
30  XIII|        lavished upon him. And this woman, and this idol of a man
31  XIII|        listened to that honest old woman she would now be sitting
32  XIII|            at the foot of the sick woman's bed, kissing her hand,
33  XIII|          towards humanity."~ ~Poor woman! how she would have escaped
34    XV|         can be the reason why this woman is so happy and contented?
35    XV|         could only prove that that woman was in love with some one;
36    XV|         get them to lead the young woman astray and then betray her;
37   XVI|       women it is quite different. Woman is born to beautify the
38   XVI|      beautify the domestic circle, woman is always fascinating whether
39   XVI|      Madame Kárpáthy is a splendid woman."~ ~"My wife is the prettier,"
40   XVI|       Kárpáthy is a very beautiful woman; indeed to some person's
41   XVI|        allow that a more beautiful woman had been born into the world
42   XVI|     thought to himself, "That is a woman who might have been won
43   XVI|            walking about with this woman, and talking and whispering
44   XVI|           allowed her to make this woman's acquaintance? Flora was
45   XVI|         she would have raised this woman up to her own level; but
46   XVI|          never reflected that this woman had a shady past, and that
47   XVI| surroundings do; and this Kárpáthy woman has a very equivocal reputation."~ ~"
48   XVI|         incensed against this poor woman? If you only knew her, you
49   XVI|          was not a more honourable woman in the whole world."~ ~"
50   XVI|       world has an opinion of this woman very different from yours:
51   XVI|          altogether, perhaps. This woman has a past, and there is
52   XVI|    contradicts that judgment. This woman's present conduct is worthy
53   XVI|             so long as I hold that woman's hand in mine, the world
54   XVI|           are a frivolous, flighty woman?"~ ~"Without cause?"~ ~"
55   XVI|            particular regard for a woman's reputation. And you, in
56   XVI|           frivolous, frail sort of woman."~ ~"I a light, frail, frivolous
57   XVI|            light, frail, frivolous woman!" cried Flora, visibly wounded;
58   XVI|     everybody regard me as a light woman for Madame Kárpáthy's sake;
59   XVI|           a frivolous, frail young woman - but the self-respect of
60  XVII|           them. That young[Pg 317] woman would be certain to welcome
61  XVII|            or seduction, the young woman was so avid of pleasure,
62  XVII|          was approaching sat not a woman but a man. Kárpáthy's eyes
63  XVII|          his ideas concerning this woman were peculiar: he took this
64  XVII|          now he had conquered this woman, and the woman fancied that
65  XVII|      conquered this woman, and the woman fancied that she had already
66  XVII|           and who would think of a woman in the midst of such grave
67  XVII|         into the character of this woman. What book could it be that
68  XVII|          gazed speechlessly at the woman and she at him. How beautiful,
69  XVII|   henceforth!~ ~Rudolf quitted the woman, and scarce waiting until
70 XVIII|          be to kill myself or that woman."~ ~Kecskerey's strident
71 XVIII|        attention. "Who can be this woman's lover?" said he.~ ~"Look
72 XVIII|       nobody will believe it. That woman loves somebody, loves some
73 XVIII|     scandalous action against this woman, the like of which the world
74 XVIII|           man and will not allow a woman whom I respect to be vilified
75   XIX|         led into the[Pg 335] dying woman's chamber. The whole world
76   XIX|      dumbly, stonily, at the dying woman. On each side of the bed
77   XIX|         upon her bosom.~ ~The sick woman raised her breaking eyes
78   XIX|      feverish delirium of the sick woman began to subside, her blood
79   XIX|            death.~ ~Next, the sick woman turned towards Flora. Her
80   XIX|           on her bosom to the sick woman's lips. Fanny tenderly strained
81   XIX|         head aside, lest the dying woman should see the tears in
82   XIX|       burying his head in the dead woman's pillows, sobbed bitterly,
83    XX|      across his mind that the dead woman before she became Dame Kárpáthy
84    XX|        love the dead. I loved that woman, I love her now, and I shall
85    XX|           stood and thought of the woman who had suffered so much,
86    XX|         a-thinking.~ ~Did not this woman, who had so suffered, lived