You said that it was the prompting of natural affection; and when I suggested some reasons against it you declared that the voix du sang should go before everything." "You remember all that ?" asked the Baroness.
"Vividly! I was greatly moved by it." She was walking up and down the room, as she had done in the morning; she stopped in her walk and looked at her brother.

She apparently was going to say something, but she checked herself and resumed her walk.
Then, in a few moments, she said something different, which had the effect of an explanation of the suppression of her earlier thought.

"You will never be anything but a child, dear brother." "One would suppose that you, madam," answered Felix, laughing, "were a thousand years old." "I am--sometimes," said the Baroness.
"I will go, then, and announce to our cousins the arrival of a personage so extraordinary.

They will immediately come and pay you their respects." Eugenia paced the length of the room again, and then she stopped before her brother, laying her hand upon his arm.

"They are not to come and see me," she said.