"Of course he is ugly, but he is very clever," she reminded them very often.
She was nineteen years old, and had a sweetheart, when her father and mother both perished at sea. The yacht in which they were taking a pleasure trip was run down and sunk by an American cargo boat in charge of a drunken helmsman. She was to have accompanied them, but a sudden toothache had prevented her going.
When the news came of her father's and mother's death she forgot her tooth-ache, and rushed about the room throwing up her arms and crying:
The hunchback stood at the door and, wrapping the portiere round him, looked at her closely and said, shaking his hunch:
"Father was so round and hollow; I don't see how he could be drowned."
"Be quiet; you do not love anybody!" shouted his sister.
"I simply cannot say nice words," he replied.
The father's corpse was never found, but the mother had been killed in the moment of the collision. Her body was recovered and laid in a coffin, looking as lean and brittle as the dead branch of an old tree--just as she had looked when she was alive.
"Now you and I are left alone," the sister said to her brother sternly, but in a mournful voice, after the mother's funeral; and the cold look in her grey eyes daunted him. "It will be hard for us: we are ignorant of the world and may lose much. What a pity it is that I cannot get married at once."
"You seem to speak as if you rejoiced at it."
"What a pity it is you are so little like a man."
In the evenings her lover came--an active little man, with white eyebrows and eyelashes, and a round sunburnt face relieved by a woolly moustache. He laughed continuously the whole evening, and probably could have laughed the whole day long. They were already engaged, and a new house was being built for them in one of the best streets of the town, the cleanest and the quietest. The hunchback had never seen this building and did not like to hear others talk of it. One day the fiancé slapped him on the shoulder with his plump and much beringed little hand, and said, showing a great number of tiny teeth:
"You ought to come and look over it, eh? What do you say?"
He refused for a long time under different pretexts, but at last he gave way and went with him and his sister. The two men climbed to the top storey of the scaffolding and then fell. The fiancé dropped plump to the ground into the lime-pit, but the brother, whose clothes got caught in the scaffolding, hung in mid-air and was rescued by the workmen. He had no worse than a dislocated leg and wrist and a badly bruised face. The fiancé, on the other hand, broke his back and was severely gashed in the side.