Nina Balatka by Anthony Trollope
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Zamenoy. But the old man had recognised too well the comparative
security of silence to be drawn into argument, and therefore merely hid himself more completely among the clothes. "Am I to get no answer from you, Josef?" said Madame Zamenoy. No answer came, and therefore she was driven to turn again upon Nina. "Why are you doing this thing, you poor deluded creature? Is it the man's money that tempts you?" "It is not the man's money. If money could tempt me, I could have it elsewhere, as you know." "It cannot be love for such a man as that. Do you not know that he and his father between them have robbed your father of everything?" "I know nothing of the kind." "They have; and he is now making a fool of you in order that he may get whatever remains." "Nothing remains. He will get nothing." "Nor will you. I do not believe that after all he will ever marry you. He will not be such a fool." "Perhaps not, aunt; and in that case you will have your wish." "But no one can ever speak to you again after such a condition. Do you think that I or your uncle could have you at our house when all the world shall know that you have been jilted by a Jew?" |
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