Both the ladies, as the reader will have conjectured, were strictly orthodox in their faith.
The train soon started again, after the customary ringing and whistling and the guards' repeated warning of "_partenza!_" But the young heretic seemed to put as little faith in bells and whistles and verbal warnings as in the dogma of the Trinity; for he failed to appear as the train moved away from the station.

The ladies who owed so much to his kindness could not deny a certain feeling of relief at being freed from the company of one who cherished such heterodox religious convictions.
"You say you are well acquainted with the young man ?" the blond lady resumed.
"Yes, I know him well enough," was the answer.

"His name is Manasseh Adorjan, he is of good old Szekler descent, and he has seven brothers and a twin sister.

They all live at home in their ancestral castle.

Some of the brothers have married, but all live together peacefully under one roof and form one household.