Part 12 (1/2)
”Doubted you! how could I imagine that you would forsake me, when everybody knew we were going to be married! I must have had a very low opinion of you indeed, had I thought for an instant that you could have so basely betrayed a woman who loved you. Oh, no! I knew it was only a poetical caprice on your part to prove the strength of my confidence. I knew you would return, and so I did not even put off my guests, but made all the preparations for the day appointed, so well did I read your character.”
”Yes, Julia! you read truly,” murmured Kalman, enchanted; ”it was only a trial, which you have overcome, and my love will now be a thousand times stronger than ever.”
Julia turned from her mirror, and, courtesying low, with a smile of bewitching coquetry, asked, ”Am I pretty?”
”Oh, lovely!--Oh, angelic!” murmured the poet, throwing himself at Julia's feet.
At that instant Uncle Nanasy entered to announce that the reverend gentleman had arrived for the ceremony.
Julia poured some _Ess bouquet_ on her handkerchief, and, taking Nanasy's arm, who stepped forward _a pas de menuet_, she descended to the apartment where the guests were a.s.sembled.
The company hastened to greet the lovely bride, each according to his own mode, and one and all seemed lost in admiration of her beauty.
At last the reverend gentleman stepped forward, and, rubbing his hands with a business-like countenance, asked the name of the ”happy bridegroom.”
Julia looked round with one of her sweetest smiles, while Kalman hastened across all the corns in the company in his haste to join the beautiful bride; but Julia's hand had already been placed in that of nephew Sandor, whom she presented to the clergyman as her future husband!
Kalman tottered towards the wall, and so completely lost his presence of mind, that he tripped successively over three chairs into the lap of a fat dowager lady; and then, starting up, rushed to the nearest door, but finding it was a cupboard had to return across the room; and when at last he found the door and got down stairs, the first person he happened to meet being a little kitchen-maid, he addressed her as ”My lady aunt!” and begged her to get him a gla.s.s of water, for he was _very cold_!
There was only one other person in a greater perplexity than himself, and this was the bridegroom. When Julia led him towards the clergyman, he stared as if he had heard sentence of death pa.s.sed upon him. The affair had been already made up between the elders, who considered it superfluous to mention the subject to Sandor beforehand, and Julia was too secure in the power of her charms to doubt of their success in this undertaking.
Sandor allowed himself to be led before the table arranged for the ceremony, and when the clergyman asked him, ”Do you love this honourable lady whose hand you hold?” he only stared at the worthy man, till his father cried out, ”Well, do you love her? Of course you love her--how should you not love her?” on which Sandor recovering his senses, went through the rest of the marriage formula pretty well, though it cannot be denied that his teeth chattered not a little.
After this all went on well. The _fetes_ which succeeded the ceremony removed every constraint; and I must not omit, for the satisfaction of our readers, that the happy bridegroom even danced after supper, and thereby managed to trip up and tumble over several of the guests.
Early next morning three young men were walking in the gardens outside the town. One was Karely, and the other two his comrades, who were to act as seconds in his encounter with Kalman.
The latter had quitted Julia's house with a greater desire of fighting than ever, and declared in several coffeehouses that he was determined to shed either his own blood or that of another, and that he would not be content with sending a ball through Karely's brain alone. In vain his friends hinted that it was imprudent to publish his sanguinary intentions beforehand, as he might be taken up. He cared not; they might imprison him or take his life, but they should not touch his honour!
Karely and his friends had waited full half an hour after the time appointed. At last Kalman's seconds arrived--alone! and, with countenances expressive of anger and disgust, handed a letter to their opponents. Karely opened it impatiently, and read as follows:--
”GENTLEMEN,--Reflecting more coolly on this affair, I have come to the conclusion that greater obligations than those at present incurred forbid my risking a life not my own. The genius which fate has intrusted to me is not mine alone. It belongs to my country--to humanity in general.
”There is another thing we must not lose sight of; a duel should only take place between individuals of equal rank, and I need not explain to you that the mind has its aristocracy as well as society. When you have selected one of my own grade, I will gladly measure arms with him; meanwhile I quit this ungrateful town, probably for ever, to seek elsewhere a circle more suited to my tastes,” &c. &c.
The seconds stared at one another; some laughed, others cursed, and Karely seeing there was nothing more to be done, took leave of his comrades, and, stepping into the carriage which was waiting for him, drove back to Berkessy's.
About half way he met their caleche, with his mother and sister, and old Berkessy and his daughter, who all uttered exclamations of joy on seeing him.
Some friend who had heard Kalman's threats in the _cafe_ hastened that very evening to inform them of it, and they were now driving for life and death to S----, and were infinitely relieved and rejoiced to meet Karely returning, especially when he a.s.sured them that the affair had gone off without any bad consequence.
Berkessy proposed going home with Karely, to give the ladies more room, and they all drove back together.
Uncle Gabor then questioned Karely as to the cause of the duel, and having heard it was on _his_ account, he opened his eyes in astonishment.
”And what right had you to demand satisfaction in my name?”