"I have no other funds; I keep nothing but my jewels. I would be glad to give you them as well, but I must use them to pay for the privilege of entering this convent."
Cauvignac leaped into the air in his surprise.
"This convent!" he cried; "you, my dear sister, propose to enter a convent?"
"Yes, dear brother."
"Oh! in Heaven's name, don't do that, little sister. A convent! you have no idea what a fearful bore it will be. I can tell you something of it, having been at the seminary. A convent! Nanon, don't do it; it will kill you."
"I hope so," said Nanon.
"Sister, I will not have your money at that price, do you hear? Cordieu! it would burn me."
"Roland," rejoined Nanon, "my purpose in entering here, is not to make you rich, but to secure happiness for myself."
"But it's stark madness," said Cauvignac; "I am your brother, Nanon, and I won't allow it."
"My heart is already here, Roland; what would my body do elsewhere?