"I am not a slave--I am not a wife! I ought to have had courage to go away years since.

It was wrong, wrong to live as I have done.

The money is my own, and I will be free.

He shall have a third of it every year, if he leaves me free.
One-third is yours, one mine." "No, no!" said Olga drawing back.

"For me, none of it!" "Yes, you will live with me--you will, Olga! This makes everything different.