But you will reflect, Leonore; you will listen to reason.

You will consider what we have suffered from the pettiness, the pitifulness, the arrogance, and the selfishness of men.

You will remember how often you vowed, with angry tears, to avenge yourself some day for all that we have suffered.

Remember, child, remember! Have you forgotten how we starved and pined, when your mother died, because we were so poor that, in her illness, we could not give her the necessary nursing, could not pay a doctor.

Have you forgotten how we both knelt beside her corpse and, with tears of grief and anger, swore to avenge the death of the poor sufferer upon cruel men, base society ?" "I know it, father, yes, I know it," she answered, panting for breath, as she slowly raised her hands and pressed them on her bosom as if to force down the anguish within.