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Two years elapse, and the Butterworths come abroad and go to London. The first thing they see in all the papers in England those things are in the most prominent place is that the Duke of Green-Erin has arrived in town for the Season. They wait a little, and then Mr. Butterworth as polite as ever goes and leaves a card.
They wait a little more; the visit is not returned; they wait three weeks silence de mort the Duke gives no sign. The Butterworths see a lot of other people, put down the Duke of Green-Erin as a rude, ungrateful man, and forget all about him. One fine day they go to Ascot Races, and there they meet him face to face. He stares a moment and then comes up to Mr.
"It's a proof of my simplicity." "My story is meant to illustrate that of some other people," said Mrs. Westgate. "The Duke of Green-Erin is what they call in England a great swell, and some five years ago he came to America. He spent most of his time in New York, and in New York he spent his days and his nights at the Butterworths'. You have heard, at least, of the Butterworths. Bien.
I don't know whether you met any one at school there or not. If you did and he's all right, it's all right with me. I don't want you should marry an ordinary man, but a smart one, an educated man, a gentleman. We Butterworths are going to be bigger and bigger people here.
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