"It is a good idea, Moses!" said she; "your reasons are good; I approve of them."
"Then I will write," said I, "and we will invest everything in spirits of wine. We will add water ourselves, in proportion as people wish to pay for it. In this way the freight will be less than if it were brandy, for we shall not have to pay for the transportation of the water, which we have here."
"That is well, Moses," she said.
And so we agreed.
Then I said to Sâfel:
"You must not speak of this to any one."
She answered for him:
"There's no need of telling him that, Moses. Sâfel knows very well that this is between ourselves, and that our well-being depends upon it."
The child for a long time resented my words: "You must not speak of this to any one." He was already full of good sense, and said to himself:
"So my father thinks I am an idiot."