"You cannot change me," said he. "It will be useless for you to try it. I feel that the world which surrounds me is not with me; however, as I am here, and I exist, it must be with some special design of Providence."
"I return to my pecuniary wants."
"Ivas," said Jacob, "tell me, what sum do you require, for yourself?"
"Nothing for myself; all for the country."
"And it is expressly to buy arms?"
"Yes; my conscience does not permit me to lie."
"And mine commands me to refuse."
"You are the first who has refused me so decidedly. Your conduct is a bad example. A rigorous condemnation awaits you. I leave you in sorrow, for, Jacob, you will die."
"I am not at all afraid to die, and your threat will not make me break my word."
"I beg of you, my friend."