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A Hungarian Nabob

PREFACE
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Moreover, if you have a mind to travel, this kingdom is quite big enough.

You can ride in your carriage for eight days at a stretch without getting to the end of my property.

But send money abroad I will not; we don't carry water to the Danube." The young gentleman began to lose patience during the course of this lecture, turning incessantly in his chair and wriggling backwards and forwards.
"I don't ask for a gift, you know," he exclaimed at last, "but only for a payment in advance." "What! a payment in advance! You want me to part with my very skin, I suppose ?" "Eh!" cried Abellino, impatiently, and his face began to wear an impertinent, contemptuous expression.

"'Tis mine, you know, practically, or at least will be one day.

I suppose you don't want to carry it away with you in your coffin ?" "In my coffin!" shouted the old man, deeply agitated, and his face suddenly turned pale.


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