"The water carried away the hay because, just in the middle of harvest-time, your honour required the services of every man capable of holding a hay-fork at a big hunt. Otherwise nice large sums would, as usual, have been entered to your honour's credit under this item."
"Well, then, it is simply my fault this time; the poor fellows are not to blame. Rely upon me in the future."
"On that account, however, the receipts are increased by a new item, to wit, the hides of the sheep and oxen, which fell dead in heaps from want of fodder."
"Ah, you see it is an ill wind that brings nobody any good."
"On the other hand, our receipts are less, so far as the item of wool is concerned, which usually is considerable."
"Yes, I know, the price was low; there was scarce any demand for it."
"Moreover——"
"Let that be, Peter. We know that you are a worthy, honest man, and that everything is in order. What is that other bundle there?"
"That is the account of Taddeus Kajáput, the overseer of the Nyilasi estate."