The Poor Plutocrats by Mór Jókai
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gain by his death? He has a son who will inherit everything, you know.
Yes, everything will belong to little Maksi." Madame Langai calmly went on tying her bonnet strings. "I know what fiery blood he has," mumbled the old man. "When he is angry he will listen to nobody, and is capable of facing a whole army. We must prevent this duel somehow. And you are actually preparing to go to the theatre when things have come to such a pass? You are actually going to see a comedy!" "The actor Ladislaus plays just the same parts on the stage as John does off the stage," replied Madame Langai bitterly. "And I am as little afraid of John's rhodomontade as I am of the result of stage duels. Don't be afraid! He'll come to no harm." A lacquey now entered to announce that the coach was ready, and Madame Langai, adjusting her mantilla, went to the playhouse where the actors were, at least, amusing. CHAPTER II A NEW MODE OF DUELLING Old Lapussa always liked to have under his eye, night and day, some one or other whom he could plague and worry. Till eight o'clock every |
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