Mr.Sipos was also present, he had been told all about the business.
"Well my dear little grandchild," said Mr.Demetrius, motioning Henrietta to take her place at the table with the others, "have you made up your mind ?" "I have." "Veil or myrtle wreath ?" "I will be married." "To the baron ?" "Yes," replied the girl in a strangely calm and courageous tone, "but I also have my conditions to impose." "Let us hear them." "In the first place I must be sure that my brother Koloman will not be persecuted.

I suppose you will not let him come with me ?" "No, that one thing cannot be allowed." "But I cannot let him remain here.

Send him to some other town.

You are always talking of your rank and riches, give him an education to correspond." The child in those two hours had grown older by ten years, she now spoke to the other members of the family with the air of a matron.
"Agreed!" cried Mr.Demetrius.

"Besides it will be much better if we do not see him." "My second request is that I may take the furniture I have been used to and my flowers along with me to the place where I have to go." "Granted, a harmless feminine caprice.