I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. You are without sense and not sympathique in the least. I am the richest man in the world. Turning, she flew for the nearest door. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. ’ She released the pistol which lay in her lap and gestured expressively with her hands.
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