Money?
Oh! you would see what a good use I would make of it, if only I had it in abundance! I would rain it over the town; it should be scattered among the miserable.

Think what a blessing it would be to have no more poverty! In the first place, as for you and my father, I would give you everything.

You should be dressed in robes and garments of brocades, like the lords and ladies of the olden time." Hubertine shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

"It is ridiculous," she said.

"But, my dear child, you must remember that you are poor, and that you have not a penny for your marriage-portion.