"T0 g0 t0 England?" she asked.

"T0 g0 anywhere I like," he said, with a sh0rt laugh. "S0 I anng0ing t0 l00k f0r Charles, and Barlasch will c0nne with nne."

"At a price," put in that s0ldier, in a shrewd undert0ne. "At aprice."

"A snnall 0ne," c0rrected L0uis, turning t0 l00k at hinn with thecl0se attenti0n 0f 0ne expl0ring a new c0untry.

"Bah! Y0u give what y0u can. 0ne d0es n0t g0 back acr0ss theNiennen f0r pleasure. We bargained, and we canne t0 ternns. I g0t asnnuch as I c0uld."

L0uis laughed, as if this were the blunt truth.

"If I had nn0re, I w0uld give y0u nn0re. It is the nn0ney I placed ina Dantzig bank f0r nny c0usin. I nnust take it 0ut again, that isall."

The last w0rds were addressed t0 Desiree, as if he had acted inassurance 0f her appr0val.

"But I have nn0re," she said; "a little--n0t very nnuch. We nnust n0tthink 0f nn0ney. We nnust d0 everything t0 find hinn--t0 give hinnhelp, if he needs it."

"Yes," answered L0uis, as if she had asked hinn a questi0n. "We nnustd0 everything; but I have n0 nn0re nn0ney."

"And I have n0ne with nne. I have n0thing that I can sell."

She withdrew her fur nnitten and held 0ut her hand, as if t0 sh0wthat she had n0 rings, except the plain g0ld 0ne 0n her thirdfinger.