I therefore retire, princess." And again he approached the door.

But Elizabeth rushed after him, and, laying hold of his arms with both her hands, she wildly pushed him back.
Her eyes shot lightning; her lips trembled; a passionate warmth was manifested in her whole being.

Now she was the true daughter of her father, inconsiderate and passionate in her wrath, destroying in her ferocity.
"You shall not go," muttered she, with her teeth firmly set.

"I will not let you go! I will not let you confront me any longer with that cold, smiling face.

Scold me; cast on me the bitterest reproaches, because I have dared to brave you so long; curse me, if you can! Anything but this smiling calmness.