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 1    IX|       in Fanny's honour at Mr. Kecskerey's rooms; and a beautiful
 2    IX|      her best greetings to Mr. Kecskerey.~ ~But who was this Mr.
 3    IX|           But who was this Mr. Kecskerey you will ask? Well, he was
 4    IX|     see, eat, and drink at Mr. Kecskerey's suppers, and many others
 5    IX|  breach of good manners at Mr. Kecskerey's social evenings. Any one
 6    IX|        good morals. Oh no! Mr. Kecskerey would never have allowed
 7    IX| assembly was to be held at Mr. Kecskerey's on the day fixed for Fanny'
 8    IX|   guests were assembled in Mr. Kecskerey's saloons. One after another
 9    IX|      house, the honourable Mr. Kecskerey, with dignified condescension,
10    IX|  doorway. Everybody knows that Kecskerey's money does not pay for
11    IX|     they were real guests. Mr. Kecskerey's shrill nasal voice resounded
12    IX|      introduced him.~ ~"Friend Kecskerey - Monsieur Griffard, the
13    IX|           Oh, as for that, Mr. Kecskerey, so far from granting his
14    IX|     going to die or not?~ ~Mr. Kecskerey lavished his most delicate
15    IX| arrivals. The host, I mean Mr. Kecskerey, went towards the entrance;
16    IX|    smile upon them now, as Mr. Kecskerey came forward without exactly
17    IX|   gentleman by her side.~ ~Mr. Kecskerey could only say that his
18    IX|      unseemly disturbance, Mr. Kecskerey rushed in with a very alarmed
19    IX|  appeal to the sanctity of Mr. Kecskerey's house also did something
20    IX|        in the card-room of Mr. Kecskerey's establishment had serious
21    XV|          And now we are in Mr. Kecskerey's quarters again. It would
22    XV|     admit a gentleman; and Mr. Kecskerey heard the nigger lad talking
23    XV|      is it, Jussuf?" cried Mr. Kecskerey, in such a sharp voice that
24    XV|     impertinent," murmured Mr. Kecskerey to himself, as he perceived
25    XV|        comfortable," continued Kecskerey. "Jussuf, fill my guest'
26    XV|     down face to face with Mr. Kecskerey, and amused himself in the
27    XV|      troubadour?" inquired Mr. Kecskerey. "Some love-adventure, some
28    XV|     about my former affair?"~ ~Kecskerey made an angry grimace.~ ~"
29    XV|    about the Kárpáthys?"~ ~Mr. Kecskerey blew himself out haughtily
30    XV|     manners and customs of Mr. Kecskerey thoroughly. He was wont
31    XV|      my baboon."~ ~After this, Kecskerey, with the assistance of
32    XV|     fraud, my friend," replied Kecskerey, coolly clasping one of
33    XV|       allow such a scandal."~ ~Kecskerey burst out laughing.~ ~"My
34    XV|      amours."~ ~At these words Kecskerey laughed louder than ever.~ ~"
35    XV|        it must be invented."~ ~Kecskerey pulled a wry face.~ ~"My
36   XVI|       of aversion - it was Mr. Kecskerey.~ ~Why, what could have
37   XVI|        met her gaze were - Mr. Kecskerey's.~ ~"The Madonna of Mount
38   XVI|    lady is secretive," thought Kecskerey. "I know that they are making
39   XVI| together round the room.~ ~Mr. Kecskerey began to rock himself gently
40   XVI|      Rudolf drew near, and Mr. Kecskerey seizing his opportunity,
41   XVI|      well to remember that Mr. Kecskerey was a[Pg 307] personage
42   XVI|   worthy cavalier - I mean Mr. Kecskerey - had just drawn Rudolf
43   XVI|            What a pair!" cried Kecskerey, rapturously. "To which
44   XVI|       Rudolf, much offended.~ ~Kecskerey laughed good-humouredly. "
45   XVI| claimed him; so he parted from Kecskerey. But henceforward an unusual
46   XVI|     the course of the evening, Kecskerey would tell the same pretty
47   XVI|     course he knew that it was Kecskerey's habit to run down every
48  XVII|        Pest since hearing from Kecskerey that the Szentirmays intended
49 XVIII|     made by the arrival of Mr. Kecskerey. Without him the whole winter
50 XVIII|        and it was "our friend" Kecskerey's speciality. The whole
51 XVIII|        world of fashion called Kecskerey "our friend," so it is only
52 XVIII|        society would assemble. Kecskerey himself was a singularly
53 XVIII|  considerable whispering among Kecskerey's habitués, and they let
54 XVIII|       Abellino that our friend Kecskerey can speak of him so lightly?"
55 XVIII|    Béla!" screeched our friend Kecskerey, while Abellino was still
56 XVIII|          Abellino went towards Kecskerey. He attributed the fact
57 XVIII|       congratulate you," cried Kecskerey, in a shrill nasal voice,
58 XVIII|    Abellino also was struck by Kecskerey's great resemblance to the
59 XVIII|        congratulate you?" said Kecskerey, laughing.~ ~"Oh, it is
60 XVIII|      poverty by a few words.~ ~Kecskerey alone had no pity for him.
61 XVIII|       myself or that woman."~ ~Kecskerey's strident rasping voice
62 XVIII|        her lover is," remarked Kecskerey.~ ~"Who?" asked Abellino,
63 XVIII|        should like to know!"~ ~Kecskerey, who was having rare sport
64 XVIII|     Abellino, catching hold of Kecskerey's arm.~ ~"Would you like
65 XVIII|        inquired the astonished Kecskerey.~ ~"This much - I am a man