"Poor, dear martyr! Dear, great man! It is I who accuse you, when I ought to embrace your knees.

And you do not scold me; a sad smile is your only reply.

And it is really so bad as that! Nothing to eat!" "Bread is very good eating.

If I might be assured that I shall always have some!" "Well, to-day you shall have something more and better.

This morning, seeing the storm, an idea came to me associated with you.