The old man's sons brought the poor brother to court.

The poor brother lived on the money for the rest of his life.

But never speak again of your love for my poor brother.

What on Earth would she and her poor brother ever do now?

My poor brother, he does not know what to make of me!

Would you like us not to talk about your poor brother?

Now the poor brother had both the money and the mill again.

"If I could have just a moment with my poor brother."

"You might have been murdered like your poor little brother."

I don't want my poor brother to have to spend the rest of the evening alone.