[The Poor Plutocrats by Maurus Jokai]@TWC D-Link bookThe Poor Plutocrats CHAPTER VI 8/44
We won't let your ladyship go till we have taught you." When they reached the saloon a number of jackbooted, brass-buttoned, gentlemen of various ages were presented in turn to Henrietta who forgot all their names the moment after they were introduced and was quite delighted when she was conducted to her room and left alone with Clementina. She had scarce time to change her travelling dress when supper was announced.
The meal was laid on a large round table in the midst of a vast hall; there were more wine bottles than dishes; the handles of the knives and forks were made from the horns of elks and the antlers of stags,--the principal meats were cold venison, highly spiced and peppered stews and pickled _galuska_.[5] [Footnote 5: A sort of large dumpling.] "I am afraid this is only a hunter's repast, my lady!" opined Mr. Gerzson conducting Henrietta to the table, at which she and Clementina were the only ladies present.
"Unfortunately this house has no mistress and an old bachelor like me must serve others as he himself is served." "Then why don't you marry ?" bantered Hatszegi. "I wanted to once, but it all come to nothing.
The bride was already chosen and the day for the bridal banquet was fixed.
My lady bride was a fine handsome lassie.
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