Would not all this give you some little happiness, even as my wife, Madelon ?" Madelon looked at Lot and hesitated.

She had a feeling that her word of reply would stab him more cruelly than her knife had done.
"Madelon, tell me!" "Will you have the truth ?" Lot nodded.
"No, Lot." "Madelon, I can buy you more than all this.

Are you sure ?" "Yes." Lot gave a great sigh.

"Dearly bought possessions are worse than poverty, you hold," said he.

"Then, Madelon, there is no sweetening in all this for your bondage ?" She shook her head.