All these are costly, solid things.

If you don't want these, I'll burn them, I'll sell them, I'll give them away--and I'll get new ones! Do you want me to ?" "What for ?" said she calmly.
He wondered, at last, how one so young and healthy could live as though she were sleeping all the time, caring for nothing, going nowhere, except to the church, and shunning everybody.

And he used to console her: "Just wait.

You'll bear a son, and then an altogether different life will commence.

You are so sad because you have so little anxiety, and he will give you trouble.