Nina Balatka by Anthony Trollope
page 94 of 272 (34%)
page 94 of 272 (34%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
if you come to that."
"Whom do you mean, hussey?" "I shall not answer you; but you need not tell me any more about the Jews cheating us. Christians can cheat as well as Jews, and can rob from their own flesh and blood too. I do not care for your threats, aunt Sophie, nor for your frowns. I did care for them, but you have said that which makes it impossible that I should regard them any further." "And this is what I get for all my trouble--for all your uncle's generosity!" Again Nina smiled. "But I suppose the Jew gives more than we have given, and therefore is preferred. You poor creature--poor wretched creature!" During all this time Balatka remained silent; and at last, after very much more scolding, in which Madame Zamenoy urged again and again the terrible threat of eternal punishment, she prepared herself for going. "Lotta Luxa," she said, "--where is Lotta Luxa?" She opened the door, and found Lotta Luxa seated demurely by the window. "Lotta," she said, "I shall go now, and shall never come back to this unfortunate house. You hear what I say; I shall never return here. As she makes her bed, so must she lie on it. It is her own doing, and no one can save her. For my part, I think that the Jew has bewitched her." "Like enough," said Lotta. "When once we stray from the Holy Church, there is no knowing what terrible evils may come upon us," said Madame Zamenoy. |
|