"Whatever you like to ask is as good as granted already." "I should like to learn the language of the people in the midst of whom we dwell.

I am like a deaf-mute among them at present." "That will not be difficult.

The Wallachian tongue is easily acquired, especially by anyone with a knowledge of French or Latin." Henrietta blushed scarlet.

Was there a covert allusion behind these words?
Did Hatszegi know that she understood Latin?
"I should like to have a master who can put me in the way of it.

The parish priest here would be a suitable person." For an instant Hatszegi's eyebrows contracted.
"You shall have your way," he said at last.