Erös Béla had brought the news, and Elsa, on hearing it thus blurted out in Béla's rough, cruel fashion, had turned deathly pale, ere she contrived to run out of the room and hide herself away in a corner, where she had cried till she had made herself sick and faint.
"Have you been blind all these years, Irma néni?" Erös Béla had said with his habitual sneer, when Irma threw up her bony hands in hopeless puzzlement at her daughter's behaviour. "Did you not know that Elsa has been in love with Andor all along?"
"No," said Irma in her quiet, matter-of-fact tone, "I did not know it. Did you?"
"Of course I did," he replied dryly; "but I have also known for the past six months that Andor was dead."
"You knew it?" exclaimed Irma with obvious incredulity.
"I have told you so, haven't I?" he retorted, "and I am not in the habit of lying."
"When he did not return last September I marvelled what had happened; I wonder no one else did. Then, when Lakatos Pál first became ill--long even before he confided in Pater Bonifácius--I made inquiries at the War Office and found out the truth."
"Whatever made you do that?" asked Irma, with a shrug of the shoulders. "Andor wasn't anything to you."
"Perhaps not," replied Béla curtly; "but, you see, I was afraid that Pali bácsi would die and that Andor would come back and find himself a rich man. I should have lost Elsa then, so I was in a hurry to know."
Irma once more shrugged her shoulders in her habitual careless, shiftless way--shelving, as it were, the whole responsibility of her life, her fate, and her daughter upon some other power than her own will. She cared nothing about these intrigues of Béla's or of anyone else; she only wanted Elsa to make a rich marriage, so that she--the mother--might have a happy, comfortable, above all leisurely, old age.
But she had enough common sense to see that Elsa laboured under the weight of a very great sorrow, and while the girl was in such a condition of grief it would be worse than useless to worry her with suggestions of matrimony. Girls had been known to do desperate things if they were overharassed, and Kapus Irma was no fool; she knew what she wanted, and her instinct, coupled with her greed and cupidity, showed her the best way to get it.