"But are we then to leave it here ?" "I am afraid there is no help for that." "But, Monsieur, you do not know; there is a treasure in that carriage.
All that we have is packed in it, and if we go without it we go destitute." "Better, perhaps, to go destitute than not to go at all, Mademoiselle.

I am afraid there is no choice for you." His manner was a trifle impatient.

It irritated him that in such a moment she should give so much thought to her valuables.

But in reality she was thinking of them inasmuch as they concerned her mother, who was below, and her father and brother who awaited them in Prussia, whither they had separately emigrated.

The impatience in his tone stung her into a feeling of resentment, that for the moment seemed to blot out the much that she owed him.