He wanted to become a millionaire. ’ ‘In this case, I do not at all wish to marry you,’ Melusine threw at him furiously. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. You won't refuse me, I'm sure; so no more need be said about the matter. " CHAPTER IX.
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