Do you often wonder, she continued, desperately hoping her questions would win Vasily over, what might have been had his gaze fallen upon some other miserable wretch? Yes, you would have been destitute, starving in the streets, scraping for your next mealbut even beggars are free.
I know the consequences, Manon, Ilyse conceded. I know the fate you endured might one day be my own. But I refuse to be a prisoner for the rest of my life.