What have you been doing to yourself ?" "Oh! it is because I am very happy, I suppose," replied Marsa.
"Ah! my dear Prince," and the Baroness broke into a merry peal of laughter, "it is you, O ever-conquering hero, who have worked this miracle." But, as if she had been too hasty in proclaiming aloud her happiness, the Tzigana suddenly frowned, a harsh, troubled look crept into her dark eyes, and her cheeks became pale as marble, while her gaze was fixed upon a tall young man who was crossing the salon and coming toward her.
Instinctively Andras Zilah followed her look.

Michel Menko was advancing to salute Marsa Laszlo, and take with affectionate respect the hand which Andras extended to him.
Marsa coldly returned the low bow of the young man, and took no part in the conversation which followed.

Menko remained but a few moments, evidently embarrassed at his reception; and after his departure, Zilah, who had noticed the Tzigana's coldness, asked her if she knew his friend.
"Very well," she said, in a peculiar tone.
"It would be difficult to imagine so from the way in which you received him," said Andras, laughing.

"Poor Michel! Have you any reason to be angry with him ?" "None." "I like him very much.

He is a charming boy, and his father was one of my companions in arms.