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Then the General sent for Mademoiselle or, rather, Madame, as he corrected himself with a shrug of his shoulders. But suddenly he became very serious as he saw upon the threshold Marsa, whose fever had temporarily left her, and who could now manage to drag herself along, pale and wan, leaning upon the arm of her maid. Dr.
I loved that money, and so I stole it. Ah," rising abruptly, "this interview has lasted too long! Good-evening!" She walked steadily toward the door; but Michel, hastening round the other side of the table, barred her exit, speaking in a suppliant tone, in which, however, there was a hidden threat: "Marsa! Marsa, I implore you, do not marry Prince Andras!
Marsa saw that he was about to leave the room; and, moving away from the marble against which she had been leaning, with a smile radiant with the joy of a recovered pride, she held out her hand to Yanski, and, in a voice in which there was an accent of almost terrible gratitude for the act of justice which had been accomplished, she said, firmly: "I thank you, Varhely!"
The hands of that low-born valet had held for hours his happiness and his honor his honor, Andras Zilah's the honor of all his race! The Prince returned to his hotel, which he had left that morning thinking that he would soon bring there the woman he then adored, but whom he now despised and hated. Oh! he would know where Menko had gone; him he could punish; as for Marsa, she was now dead to him.
Think of the self-restraint I have placed upon myself! Although living in Paris, I have not tried to see you again, Marsa, since you drove me from your presence; it was by chance that I met you at the Baroness's; but now " "It is another woman you have before you. A woman who ignores that she has listened to your supplications, yielded to your prayers.
Farther along, another man waited for them at a corner of the road near a laundry, the employees of which regarded him with alarm, because, at the end of a rope, the gipsy held a small gray bear. As she passed by them, Marsa involuntarily exclaimed, in the language of her mother "Be szomoru!"
All that hideous love she had believed lay buried in Pau as in a tomb. "Listen, Marsa," continued Menko, suddenly recovering, by a strong effort of the will, his coolness, "I must see you once again, have one more opportunity to plead my cause.
My! when Marsa Tom git after dem Sesh, dey done gits ebry time, dey do; don't dey, Marsa Lyon. "I agreed with her and the rest laughed. She finally cut her speech short and retired to the kitchen.
"But how do you know me so well?" he asked, fixing his clear eyes upon Marsa Laszlo's face. "Was your father one of my soldiers?" "My father was a Russian," responded Marsa, abruptly, her voice suddenly becoming harsh and cutting. "A Russian?" "Yes, a Russian," she repeated, emphasizing the word with a sort of dull anger.
The whole story was revived in these letters of Marsa to Menko: all the ignorant, credulous love of the young girl for Michel, then her enthusiasm for love itself, rather than for the object of her love, and then, again for Menko had reserved nothing, but sent all together the bitter contempt of Marsa, deceived, for the man who had lied to her.
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