She kept him always in sight, she held him close, she paid him quarterly, shilling by shilling, his meagre allowance.

She said to herself: 'So long as he has nothing, he cannot escape.' She mistook; he did escape, and he was so afraid of being retaken that for some time he hid like a criminal, pursued by the police.

He fancied that this woman was always on his track.

It was then, for the first time, that he felt hunger, for they eat in the land of Egypt.

He lived by all sorts of expedients, and cursed the poets.