[The Poor Plutocrats by Maurus Jokai]@TWC D-Link bookThe Poor Plutocrats CHAPTER XVI 12/15
What was forty florins to Henrietta? he said, a mere trifle.
If I were to ask her, she would give me twice as much.
Surely she would not proclaim me, whom she loved so much, a forger for the sake of a paltry 40 florins? But 40,000 florins, 40,000!--that is a frightful, a horrible villainy.
I only made it forty." And with that he began to dash his head against the wall like a madman. "My dear Coloman, do pull yourself together," said Szilard, "what you have just told me is of the very greatest importance.
Be quiet and don't tear out your hair! Are you aware that your infinitely good sister has honoured the 40,000 florin bill also in order to save you ?" The poor youth was thunderstruck at these words. "And now you can imagine the embarrassment of the baroness, who has been disinherited and is nevertheless responsible for this very considerable sum without being at all sure that her husband will pay it for her." "I will hang myself." "That would be the most gigantic piece of folly you could commit.
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