But the question now was not only of her wants, but of her father's.

That she, for herself, would be justified in returning Ziska's money there could be no doubt; but was she equally justified in giving back money that had been given to her father?
As she walked to the Windberg-gasse, still holding the parcel of notes in her hand, she had no such qualms of conscience; but as she returned, when it was altogether too late for repentance, she made pictures to herself of terrible scenes in which her father suffered all the pangs of want, because she had compelled him to part with this money.

If she were to say one word to Anton Trendellsohn, all her trouble on that head would be over.

Anton Trendellsohn would at once give her enough to satisfy their immediate wants.

In a month or two, when she would be Anton's wife, she would not be ashamed to take everything from his hand; and why should she be ashamed now to take something from him to whom she was prepared to give everything?
But she was ashamed to do so.