"I love him dearly," she said; "with a love as warm as yours." "And therefore I am to be untrue to him," said Nina, again seating herself.
"And were I to become his wife," continued Rebecca, not regarding the interruption, "it would be well with him in a worldly point of view.
All our people would be glad, because there has been friendship between the families from of old.

His father would be pleased, and he would become rich; and I also am not without some wealth of my own." "While I am poor," said Nina; "so poor that--look here, I can only mend my rags.

There, look at my shoes.

I have not another pair to my feet.
But if he likes me, poor and ragged, better than he likes you, rich--" She got so far, raising her voice as she spoke; but she could get no farther, for her sobs stopped her voice.
But while she was struggling to speak, the other girl rose and knelt at Nina's feet, putting her long tapering fingers upon Nina's thread-bare arms, so that her forehead was almost close to Nina's lips.

"He does," said Rebecca.