Eyes Like the Sea: A Novel

by Mór Jókai

Then a voice said to me: "Go! but let us go together!"

But it was not the voice of the lady with the eyes like the sea.

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One morning Petöfi rushed into my room roaring with laughter.

"Ha! ha! ha! Do you want to laugh? Just catch hold of that Honderü." And into my hands he thrust the latest number of the opposition paper.

I immediately caught sight of what had made him laugh so much. There was a magnificent description from my native town of the wedding which had taken place between Mr. János Nepomuk Bagotay and the world-renowned beauty—I didn't trouble to look at the name. "The happy pair will spend their honeymoon at Paris!"

"Ha! ha! ha! ha!"

CHAPTER VIII

PETER GYURICZA'S CONSORT