"The king," she said, "will secure me justice. It is impossible that
he should hear of the atrocious sentence and not instantly overthrow
it." And when the gardener continued to try to show her the contrary,
she at last grew angry and said curtly: "Well, if you won't help me,
I'll go to a lawyer in the city who, for money and fair words, will
draw up the petition."
The gardener now relinquished any further opposition, and declared
himself ready to compose the document.
They were together two days to accomplish the great work with their
united powers. Evil tongues in the village sharpened themselves
eagerly on the remarkable fact, and the rumors about the pair were
endless. Some thought that the beautiful Panna had forgotten ugly
Pista very quickly, others thought that the gardener was by no means
amiss, though no longer very young; many said still more scandalous
things. The young widow did not trouble herself about this chatter in
the least; she had more important matters in her head and heart, and
therefore could not hear the malicious whispers of the gossips.
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