Come on!" "I--go with you ?" murmured the woman, as she stepped backward and gazed fearfully at their uniforms.

"And why not ?" "Oh, have pity on me!" she begged, almost on her knees.

"I'm very poor, so I've neither gold nor jewels to offer you.

The only thing I had you've already taken, and that is the hen which I was thinking of selling.

Take everything that you find in the house, but leave me here in peace, leave me here to die!" "Go ahead! You're got to go, and if you don't move along willingly, we'll tie you." Sisa broke out into bitter weeping, but those men were inflexible.