The gentlemen had been up till the
small hours and were hard to wake. They all met together in the
breakfast-room. Hatszegi and his host were preparing for the journey.
The count asked the young wife what she had dreamt about, "for," added
he, "whatever one dreams about the first night in a strange place is
sure to come true."
Henrietta did not like to speak of her dreams; her waking thoughts were
too often interwoven with them.
"And you, you great silly," said the countess to her husband in a
bantering tone, "did you dream anything of me?"
"Yes, darling, I dreamt that we shall spend the coming winter in Vienna.
Don't put so much sugar in my tea!"
"What! not for such a nice dream as that. Will it really come to pass?"
"Most certainly, pussy. We will go there together after the bathing
season is over."
The countess possessed sufficient self-control to conceal her delight.
"By the bye," said Kengyelesy, turning to Henrietta, "how does your
ladyship like the Kengyelesy _puszta_?"
"Very well."
"And the castle?"
"That is nice too."
"Don't you think it a good joke that yesterday your ladyship and your
honoured husband were my guests, whilst to-day we are your ladyship's
guests and that, too, without our having to move out of the house?"
"How?" enquired the astonished Henrietta.
"Why, we made an agreement this very morning whereby friend Leonard is
going to take over the whole property and everything belonging to
it--not you, my dear, of course," this to his wife, "I mean the nags and
the cows--and henceforth this house belongs to you.
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