Baroness Orczy

Baroness Orczy

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Portrait of Baroness Orczy Baroness Orczy A Son of the People — Chapter 4 (1913)

Bideskúty had become purple with rage.
“You confounded dog, and is not the word of a Hungarian nobleman enough? What can your greasy bits of paper compel me to do, if my own word of honour does not bind me to it?”
“You see, my lord,” said the Jew, with the requisite amount of softness that turneth away wrath, “it is not for myself. My friends will require some guarantee from me. They are not used to dealing with honourable lords like yourself.”
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Portrait of Baroness Orczy Baroness Orczy A Son of the People — Chapter 4 (1913)

The noble lord gave the signal, and the Jew was released from his bonds; trembling with rage, he tried to make his way out of the kitchen, through the laughing groups of pretty maids, who, with mock gravity, dropped him ironical curtsies, to speed the parting guest.
Bideskúty evidently thought that the Jew had paid sufficiently for his outrageous demands, for Rosenstein was spared the promised beating; one or two cracks across his lean shanks, from the long whips of the young herdsmen, was all he had to endure.
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Portrait of Baroness Orczy Baroness Orczy A Son of the People — Chapter 4 (1913)

CHAPTER IV THE MONEYLENDER “Rosenstein, the Jew, is downstairs, my lord,” announced Jankó, Bideskúty’s valet, respectfully opening the door; “he says your lordship has bid him come this morning.”
Countess Irma made no comment; before a servant, even the most trusted, she never gainsaid or argued with the head of the house, but invariably set the example herself of complete respect and deference. Nothing could be gained now, by commenting on the arrival of Rosenstein, whose shuffling steps she could already hear in the passage.
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