I only tried to save those who had been kind to me." A cunning light shot into Karlov's eyes.

"The emeralds!" He struck his pocket.

"Here, Stefani; and they shall be broken up to buy bread for our people." "That poor boy! So he brought them! What are you going to do with me ?" "Watch you grow thin, Stefani.

You want death; you shall want food instead.

Oh, a little; enough to keep you alive.