We, you and I, might despise their creed, but how am I to shirk the claims of gratitude?
I owe everything to my uncle.

He rescued my mother and me from dire poverty.

He gave us freely of his abundance.

Would you have me fail him now that he seeks my aid?
Ah, me! If only I had never come on this mad voyage! But it is too late to think of that now.

Perhaps--if I had not promised--I might steel my heart against him--but, Philip, you would never think highly of me again if I were so ready to rend the hand that fed me.