Happily no one believes you, and I least of all.

Only lately my mother was telling me about you, and I thought you were a girl who might turn out just such a wife as a woman ought to be." "And now ?" "Now, I know it for certain." "You may be mistaken." "No, no! your name is Selene, and you are as gentle as the kindly moonlight; names, even, have their significance." "And my blind brother who has never even seen the light is called Helios!" answered the girl.
Pollux had spoken with much warmth, but Selene's last words startled him and checked the effervescence of his feelings.

Finding he did not answer her bitter exclamation, she said, at first coolly, but with increasing warmth: "You are beginning to believe me, and you are right, for what I do for the children is not done out of love, or out of kindness, or because I set their welfare above my own.

I have inherited my father's pride, and it would be odious to me if my brothers and sisters went about in rags, and people thought we were as poor and helpless as we really are.

What is most horrible to me is sickness in the house, for that increases the anxiety I always feel and swallows up my last coin; the children must not perish for want of it.