báró Miklós Jósika

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báró Miklós Jósika King Matthias and the Beggar Boy

Ah! you might have understood me, because—I was once a beggar boy, how could I speak more plainly? I have no family pedigree, and I shall never be a Supreme Count," he finished gloomily.
"Is it true?" said Esther, blushing very prettily, but looking several shades less melancholy than before.
"Why shouldn't it be true, my star? Of course it is true! Don't you believe me?" said Michael, drawing her to himself. "But I am the son of poor parents, only a beggar boy, and that abominable count, hang him! may—what was I going to say?—well, anyhow, may the grasshoppers fall upon him!"
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báró Miklós Jósika King Matthias and the Beggar Boy

Tornay was so thunderstruck that he could not find words to defend himself.
"Speak!" said Matthias, in a tone of displeasure. "We wish to hear what you have to say in your defence; it is not our custom to punish any one without hearing him."
"Sir—Your Highness," said Tornay, with gentle deference, but with the manner of one who has an easy conscience, "I did not think I was guilty of cowardice in going to the rescue of one of your best generals!"
"God be thanked that you were successful!" said the king, "but it is more than you had any right to expect.
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báró Miklós Jósika King Matthias and the Beggar Boy

Jason Samson, in spite of his remarkably eccentric conduct, was just one of these commonplace individuals to look at. It was himself, in fact, who had taken Miska into the castle; a man of middle size, neither stout nor thin, neither young nor old, but just middling in all respects. His features were such as we see over and over again, without having either our sympathies or interest in the least aroused. One can't call such persons either ill-looking or handsome, and their every-day characters inspire no feeling but that of utter indifference.
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