.] Great heaven, how sore the pavement has made my feet!
SALOME [
seating herself on a chair
]. May God reward you, dear aunt! May the Holy Mother be a protectress for your children as you are now for my Nato.
CHACHO. Is not Nato my child also? Is she a stranger to me? I am altogether charmed with her beautiful form. But where is the child? Is she not at home?
SALOME. Yes, certainly; she is dressing. You understand, dear aunt, how you are to talk to him? Perhaps you will succeed with him. They expect the final answer to-day; this morning the young man's sister was here, and she may be here again any minute.
CHACHO. Don't be afraid, dear child. Calm yourself. Where is Ossep? What does he think about it?
SALOME. He is busy, but he will be here directly. He says, and insists upon it, that he will allow our daughter to marry no one but a business man.
CHACHO. He is right, my child; a good business man is worth much. Yes; is not one who has money in his pockets the best?
SALOME. Oh, how you talk! What business man is to be compared with Alexander Marmarow! Is there any business man worthy to untie his shoe-strings? His politeness alone is worth more than ten business men. Lately he honored us with a visit, and I was so fascinated with his manners! and beside he is still young; is handsome; is educated; has a good position and a good salary and will advance every day—everybody says so. Perhaps some day he will be governor.