She thought,—"Envy them? she? what could she envy save the eyes that looked on Arslàn's face?" "What were the use?" she said aloud; "all my life I have seen all things are for others; nothing is for me."
"Your life is but just opening. Henceforth you shall see all things for you, instead."
She flashed her eyes upon him.
"How can that be?"
"Listen to me; you are alone in the world, Folle-Farine?"
"Alone; yes."
"You have not a coin to stand a day between you and hunger?"
"Not one."
"You know of no roof that will shelter you for so much as a night?"
"Not one."