Translated from the Hungarian by Arthur B. Yolland
en his teeth he murmured:
"He will never awake again."
"Yet I would like to kiss him."
"His hand and his face."
"You may kiss only his hand," said my brother firmly.
"Because I say so," was his stern reply. The unaccustomed ring of his voice was quite alarming. I told him I would obey him; only let him take me to father.
"Well, come along. Give me your hand."
Then taking my hand, he led me through two rooms. In the third, grandmother met us.
[Footnote 2: In Hungary the houses are built so that one room always leads into the other; the whole house can often be traversed without the necessity of going into a corridor or passage.]
I saw no change in her countenance; only her thick white eyebrows were deeply contracted.
Lorand went to her and softly whispered something to her which I did not hear; but I saw plainly that he indicated me with his eyes. Grandmother quietly indicated her consent or refusal with h
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