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Updated: June 18, 2025
She extended to the young Prince the little bag of leather containing several small, round pebbles like grains of maize. "At all events," exclaimed the young girl, "there will be one Zilah whom the balls of the Croats will spare for the safety of Hungary."
They had come from their farms, from their distant pusztas, peasant horsemen, like soldiers, with their national caps; and they joyously celebrated the return of Zilah Andras, the son of those Zilahs whose glorious history they all knew.
Frankly, in accents of the deepest love and the most sincere devotion, Andras asked Marsa Laszlo if she would consent to become his wife. But he was terrified at the expression of anguish which passed over the pale face of the young girl. Marsa, Princess Zilah!
Sims; "it requires a stretch of the imagination to believe it, does it not? You can speak to them as we pass by. All these here are harmless." "Shall we cross the garden?" "Our invalid is below there, in another garden, behind that house." As he passed by, Zilah glanced curiously at these poor beings, who bowed, or exchanged a few words with the two physicians.
Marsa questioned him no further; but she resolved that she would never allow the Prince to take her to that court which claimed his presence. In her eyes, she was always the Tzigana; and, although Menko was dead, she would never permit Zilah to present her to people who might have known Count Michel.
This calm, quiet spot gradually produced upon Andras the salutary effect of a bath after a night of feverish excitement. His reflections became less bitter, and, strange to relate, it was rough old Yanski Varhely, who, by his tenderness and thoughtfulness, led his friend to a more resigned frame of mind. Very often, after nightfall, would Zilah descend with him to the shore below.
Not only is Zilah delighted to see you, but the fantastic composition of the guests is very curious. Baroness Dinati has furnished us with an 'ollapodrida' which would have pleased her husband. There is a little of everything. Doesn't it astonish you?" "No," said Michel. "This hybrid collection is representative of modern society.
"To celebrate his approaching marriage, Monsieur." "Prince Andras! Ah!" said the first speaker, as if he knew the name well; "Prince Andras is to be married, is he? And who does Prince Andras Zil " "Zilah! He is a Hungarian, Monsieur." The reporter appeared to be in a hurry, and, handing another leaf to the boy, he said: "Wait here a moment.
Sims; "it requires a stretch of the imagination to believe it, does it not? You can speak to them as we pass by. All these here are harmless." "Shall we cross the garden?" "Our invalid is below there, in another garden, behind that house." As he passed by, Zilah glanced curiously at these poor beings, who bowed, or exchanged a few words with the two physicians.
When he reached the lower landing, he looked up, and saw the blond head of the young woman, leaning over above, and the little hands of the children clutching the damp railing. Then Prince Andras Zilah took off his hat, and again bowed low.
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