The coachmen had told Margari so, and he passed the news on to Clementina.
It also appeared that Count Kengyelesy was a very curious sort of man, who contradicted Baron Hatszegi in everything, yet for all that they were never angry with and always glad to see each other.

The count was also said to have a young wife who did not love him.

So ran the gossip of the servants.

It was all one to Henrietta what they said about Count Kengyelesy and his consort.
Between five and six in the afternoon they reached the count's castle, which lay outside the village in the midst of rich tobacco and rapeseed fields, and enclosed on three sides by a splendid English garden; the place was arranged with taste and evidently well-cared for.
That the count expected the arrival of the Hatszegis was evident from the fact that dinner was awaiting them.

Kengyelesy was a little puny bit of a man with very light bright hair, white eyelashes, and a pointed chin made still more pointed by a long goatish beard.