And to this must be added the nearly two millions that it had gained in its voyages since the beginning of the war.
"I am rotten with money," concluded the captain.
And he said it sadly, remembering with a homesick longing the days of peace when he was wrestling with the problems of a badly paying business.

But then his son was living.

Of what avail was all this wealth that was assaulting him on all sides as though it were going to crush him with its weight ?...

His wife would be able to lavish money with full hands on works of charity; she would be able to give her nieces the dowry suitable for daughters of high-born personages....
Nothing more! Neither he nor she could for one moment resuscitate their past.

These useless riches could only bring him a certain tranquillity in thinking of the future of his wife, who was his entire family.