Morrel said not a word.

What could he say?
What need he add to such a desperate proof in figures ?" And have you done all that is possible, father, to meet this disastrous result ?" asked the young man, after a moment's pause.

"I have," replied Morrel.
"You have no money coming in on which you can rely ?" "None." "You have exhausted every resource ?" "All." "And in half an hour," said Maximilian in a gloomy voice, "our name is dishonored!" "Blood washes out dishonor," said Morrel.
"You are right, father; I understand you." Then extending his hand towards one of the pistols, he said, "There is one for you and one for me--thanks!" Morrel caught his hand.

"Your mother--your sister! Who will support them ?" A shudder ran through the young man's frame.

"Father," he said, "do you reflect that you are bidding me to live ?" "Yes, I do so bid you," answered Morrel, "it is your duty.