Nina Balatka by Anthony Trollope
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morrow and tell you. Go, I say. There are things that I must think of
by myself." And in this way she got Souchey to leave the room. "Josef," said Madame Zamenoy, as she took her place standing by Balatka's bedside--"Josef, this is very terrible." Nina also was standing close by her father's head, with her hand upon her father's pillow. Balatka groaned, but made no immediate answer. "It is terrible, horrible, abominable, and damnable," said Madame Zamenoy, bringing out one epithet after the other with renewed energy. Balatka groaned again. What could he say in reply to such an address? "Aunt Sophie," said Nina, "do not speak to father like that. He is ill." "Child," said Madame Zamenoy, "I shall speak as I please. I shall speak as my duty bids me speak. Josef, this that I hear is very terrible. It is hardly to be believed that any Christian girl should think of marrying--a Jew." "What can I do?" said the father. "How can I prevent her?" "How can you prevent her, Josef? Is she not your daughter? Does she mean to say, standing there, that she will not obey her father? Tell me. Nina, will you or will you not obey your father?" "That is his affair, aunt Sophie; not yours." "His affair! It is his affair, and my affair, and all our affairs. Impudent girl!--brazen-faced, impudent, bad girl! Do you not know that |
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