[A Hungarian Nabob by Maurus Jokai]@TWC D-Link bookA Hungarian Nabob CHAPTER VIII 4/26
My nephew has taken upon himself the glorious resolution of seducing your ward." "I know it, sir; but I am on my guard." "My good sir, you know not half the artful tricks of the young bucks who have served an apprenticeship in the great world before engaging in such enterprises." "Stop, sir! One thing I do know.
I know that, all because of your nephew, she is condemned to a cloister-like life, and cannot so much as step into the street unless I am with her.
And when, at last, I have had too much of this persecution, I will leave my workshop, I will go into another part of the world, I will quit my country, which I love as well as, ay, and ever so much better than, many of those who call themselves the fathers of the fatherland.
But till then, sir, till then, never let me catch hold of any of these painted butterflies! I am not a gentleman, I will fight no duel; but I'll smash whomsoever comes in my way--I'll smash 'em like a piece of rotten glass.
Just tell that to your dear nephew!" "Pardon me, my friend, but I am not in the habit of carrying messages to my nephew, neither have I come hither merely to gossip, but to carry out a well-devised thoroughly thought-out plan.
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