Teresa is cold and unsympathetic.

The girl is bored, and feels wretched, plunged as she is up to the neck in this overbearing rural felicity.

All day long she never sees any suitable young fellow of her own age, and the desires of her heart are all the stronger in consequence.

Yes, something will come of this, I'm sure." One day Teresa went to Pressburg to see how the wedding-garments were getting on--all the preparations for the marriage were being made outside the house--and as they were not ready, she felt obliged to remain in town all night, and sent Boltay back to guard the house.
Hitherto, Fanny had never lain alone in her room.

Her aunt had always slept in the cabinet, and the door between the two rooms had been left open; and on very stormy nights, when the rain beat against the window-panes, when the wind slammed the doors, and the dogs were howling in the yard below, it was nice to reflect that near her was resting a good faithful soul who, next to God, was her most watchful guardian.
This particular night, too, was very stormy.