The Poor Plutocrats by Mór Jókai
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[Footnote 1: Vice-lieutenant of the county.]
And in order to emphasize his words more terribly, he there and then gave a tug at the bell-rope. Yet for all that nobody turned towards him; the lady kept dealing out the cards, the young girl continued working beads into her sampler, the governess went on reading, and the old spinster was still intent upon some delicate operation with her needle--just as if nobody had spoken a word. In answer to the bell an ancient serving-man appeared in the doorway, and the old gentleman, after waiting a little to see from the countenances of those present (he could observe them in the mirror opposite) whether his allusion to his will had produced any effect, and finding no notice taken of it whatever, said in a sharp, petulant voice: "Louis!" The servant approached the sofa and then stood still again. "My dinner!" This was the end of the awe-inspiring threat. The old gentleman observed, or rather, suspected, some slight amusement in the company present. "Miss Kleary!" he observed irritably, "don't you observe that Henrietta is looking out of the window again? I am bound, Miss, to direct your attention to the fact that I consider such a thing decidedly unbecoming |
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