Nina Balatka by Anthony Trollope
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"I will not trouble you by going to your house." "And is that all the satisfaction I am to have?" "What do you want me to say?" I want you to say that you will give this man up, and return to your duty as a Christian." "I will never give him up--never. I would sooner die." "Very well. Then I shall know how to act. You will not be a bit nearer marrying him; I can promise you that. You are mistaken if you think that in such a matter as this a girl like you can do just as she pleases." Then she turned again upon the poor man in bed. "Josef Balatka, I am ashamed of you. I am indeed--I am ashamed of you." "Aunt Sophie," said Nina, "now that you are here, you can say what you please to me; but you might as well spare father." "I will not spare him. I am ashamed of him--thoroughly ashamed of him. What can I think of him when he will lie there and not say a word to save his daughter from the machinations of a filthy Jew?" "Anton Trendellsohn is not a filthy Jew." "He is a robber. He has cheated your father out of everything." "He is no robber. He has cheated no one. I know who has cheated father, |
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