Liberty was worth more than his uncle's gold.

Yet my father sent him his annual allowance." "But he refused it," added Myrtilus.

"I remember that day well, how I tried to persuade him, and, when he persisted in his intention, besought him to accept from my abundance what he needed.

But this, too, he resolutely refused, though at that time I was already so deeply in his debt that I could not repay him at all with paltry money." "You are thinking of the devotion with which he nursed you when you were so ill ?" asked Daphne.
"Certainly; yet not of that alone," was the reply.

"You do not know how he stood by me in the worst days.