To fight thus was to live!" But even while he spoke, his thin face became more melancholy, and his eyes again sought the direction of Prince Andras's fiancee.
After a little more desultory conversation, he strolled away from Varhely, and gradually approached Marsa, who, her chin resting on her hand, and her eyes lowered, seemed absorbed in contemplation of the ceaseless flow of the water.
Greatly moved, pulling his moustache, and glancing with a sort of uneasiness at Prince Andras, who was promenading on the bank with the Baroness, Michel Menko paused before addressing Marsa, who had not perceived his approach, and who was evidently far away in some day-dream.
Gently, hesitatingly, and in a low voice, he at last spoke her name: "Marsa!" The Tzigana started as if moved by an electric shock, and, turning quickly, met the supplicating eyes of the young man.
"Marsa!" repeated Michel, in a humble tone of entreaty.
"What do you wish of me ?" she said.

"Why do you speak to me?
You must have seen what care I have taken to avoid you." "It is that which has wounded me to the quick.

You are driving me mad.
If you only knew what I am suffering!" He spoke almost in a whisper, and very rapidly, as if he felt that seconds were worth centuries.
She answered him in a cutting, pitiless tone, harsher even than the implacable look in her dark eyes.

"You suffer?
Is fate so just as that?
You suffer ?" Her tone and expression made Michel Menko tremble as if each syllable of these few words was a blow in the face.
"Marsa!" he exclaimed, imploringly.

"Marsa!" "My name is Marsa Laszlo; and, in a few days, I shall be Princess Zilah," responded the young girl, passing haughtily by him, "and I think you will hardly force me to make you remember it." She uttered these words so resolutely, haughtily, almost disdainfully, and accompanied them with such a flash from her beautiful eyes that Menko instinctively bowed his head, murmuring: "Forgive me!" But he drove his nails into the palm of his clenched hand as he saw her leave that part of the boat, and retire as far from him as she could, as if his presence were an insult to her.