The humble agent had grown into the creditor, and the baron had to bear, with still increasing aversion, the pretensions of a man with whom he could no longer dispense.

And not Ehrenthal alone, but many a strange figure besides knocked at the baron's study, and had private dealings with him there.

The broad shape of the uncouth Pinkus appeared every quarter, and each time that his heavy foot ascended the castle stairs discord and dissatisfaction followed.
Every week, as we said, Ehrenthal had visited the estate: now came the most anxious time of all, and no eye beheld him.

They said in the town that he was gone off upon a journey, and the baron was listening restlessly to the noise of every carriage that passed, wondering whether it brought the tardy, the hated, yet the indispensable visitor.
Lenore now joined her father, a radiant beauty, full in form and tall in stature, but somewhat shadowed by life's cares, as her thoughtful eyes and the anxious glance she cast at the baron plainly proved.

"The post is come in," said she, reaching him a packet of letters and newspapers; "I dare say there is no letter from Eugene again." "He has many other things to do," replied her father; but he himself looked eagerly for the handwriting of his son.