I love Sabine, and would give my life for her.

Do not be offended at what I am about to say.

I would, however, sooner give up her hand than be indebted for it to you." "But this is mere madness." "No, sir, it is the purest wisdom; for were I to accede to your wishes, I should feel deeply humiliated by the thought of your self-denial; for I should be madly jealous of the part you were playing.

You are of high birth and princely fortune, while I am utterly friendless and unknown; all that I am deficient in you possess." "But I have been poor myself," interposed De Breulh, "and perhaps endured even greater miseries than ever you have done.

Do you know what I was doing at your age?
I was slowly starving to death at Sonora, and had to take the humblest position in a cattle ranch.