Chapter

 1     I|           world could save me but a rich uncle, this Hungarian Nabob,
 2     I|             hither to take over the rich inheritance without delay?"~ ~"
 3     I|     half-crazy uncle of yours, that rich betyár of whom you speak,
 4    II|         fancy, the inheritance, the rich property, was almost in
 5   III|           made an innkeeper quite a rich man by smashing all his
 6   III|             of the festivities, the rich nabob, Master Jock, has
 7   III|             one side of it extended rich wheat-fields, on the other
 8   III| wheat-fields, on the other side the rich, dark green reeds marked
 9    IV|              and another would grow rich as a milliner à la mode,
10    IV|            married by some of those rich squires and bankers who
11     V|           John Boltay by name. This rich artisan, long, long ago,
12     V|       Boltay meanwhile had become a rich man, and had purchased the
13     V|           am well aware that sundry rich young men are lying in wait
14     V|            loan. When she has grown rich she shall repay me, so that
15    VI|        earnest[Pg 134] money from a rich gentleman as the price of
16   VII|             Jock used to give her a rich dowry, and she got six oxen
17  VIII|      incalculably wealthy, like the rich man in the Bible. But I
18  VIII|           gave her in marriage to a rich man, and the next day they
19  VIII|             proposal before her: 'A rich nobleman sues for your hand.
20  VIII|         another suitor. A great and rich gentleman would make you
21  VIII|            and sisters. If she were rich, she could save them from
22    IX|          happened to those girls? A rich country gentleman fell in
23    IX|           mother's handwriting. The rich gentleman was delighted,
24    IX|        round her superb figure; the rich tresses of her hair were
25     X|             to you worthily. She is rich in all the virtues one looks
26     X|          mistake, no doubt; for how rich should I not have been now,
27  XIII|             objects. Oh! we who are rich have so many obligations
28    XV|             middle of the room on a rich purple ottoman, enfolded
29    XV|      invitation, but I am no longer rich enough to take part in them.
30   XXI|          not happy. Let his soul be rich, and then he will be happy.