He went into his chamber, sat down, and buried his face in his hands.
At length, with a fiery heat flashing through his body, he stood erect.
"It _shall_ succeed!" he said, shutting his teeth.

His wife was crying over the papers when he went back.

"They are very cruel," she said.
"They don't understand." "I'll make them understand," he replied cheerfully.

"It was a fight for six years," he said afterward.

"Poverty, sickness and contempt followed me.