I, too, dear heart, am not a base or common husband.

We will sell our farm; its value has increased of late.

That and the sale of our furniture will pay my debts." /My/ debts! Celestine embraced her husband a thousand times in the single kiss with which she thanked him for that generous word.
"We shall still have a hundred thousand francs to put into business.
Before the month is out I shall find some favorable opening.

If luck gave a Martin Falleix to a Saillard, why should we despair?
Wait breakfast for me.

I am going now to the ministry, but I shall come back with my neck free of the yoke." Celestine clasped her husband in her arms with a force men do not possess, even in their passionate moments; for women are stronger through emotion than men through power.