"Around Dombhegyhaza in particular the roads will spill you if you don't look out." "I don't care a bit, for I mean to drive the horses myself." "Oh, that I will not allow," said Henrietta.

"It is no joke to hold the reins, for hours at a stretch, on bad roads." "I do it because I like it, your ladyship.

You know I love my pipe, and how can I smoke it in a covered carriage ?" Shortly afterwards Mr.Gerzson asked leave to go out and inspect the coach and the coachman, and after closely investigating everything and wrangling a little with the coachman, purely from traditional habit, just to show the fellow that he understood all about it, he ascended to the drawing-room again and announced that the horses had been put to.
Hatszegi helped his wife to adjust her mantle over her shoulders, and impressed a cold kiss upon her forehead.

Henrietta once more thanked him warmly for being so good to her and allowed Mr.Gerzson to escort her down the steps.

The old gentleman, however, would not allow himself to be persuaded to take his place in the carriage by her side.