TheboyfixedhisgreatblueeyeswithanexpressionofastonishmentonthegloomycountenanceofthePrincedeConde。
“Youarenolongergladtoseemehere？Isitdisagreeabletoyouformetocallyoumycousin？“
Theprincemadenoansweratonce，butwalkedupanddownwithgreatstrides，andthenstoodstillbeforetheboy，whohadcalmlyobservedhisimpatientmotions。
“Letussitdown，“saidthePrincedeConde——“letussitdownandtalk。“
Hegavehishandtotheboy，ledhimtothedivan，andtookhisownplaceuponaneasy-chair，directlyoppositetothechild。