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Nay, he even exaggerated the offensiveness of his conduct, at the Longmeadow Club, and in various ways gave the Billionaire to understand that he was a more serious offender than in truth he really was. For, after all, the only real offense was the lack of any compatibility between the girl and himself the total absence of love. Flint listened carefully and with a judicial expression.
The young lady at the left has just returned from the hunting field hand-in-hand with the dashing "lead," who happens to be an eligible billionaire. Her hostess, the mother of the sub-deb at the right, has greeted her by hissing, "S o o! I see you've had a good day's hunting!"
The truth!" "Your daughter is very much alive, and perfectly safe," a voice answered. "This is Doctor MacDougal, of Haverstraw, speaking. The patient is now having a superficial scalp wound dressed by my assistant. You can speak to her, in a few minutes, if you like." "Now! For God's sake, let me speak now!" entreated the Billionaire; but the doctor refused.
He'll be suitably rewarded," thought the Billionaire. "No matter what my enemies have called me, I'm not incapable of gratitude!" Some few minutes later, having paced the library floor meanwhile, in great excitement, he called the doctor's house again by long-distance, and this time succeeded in having speech with his daughter. Her voice, though a little weak, vastly reassured him.
Cosmo Versal was already beginning the education of his chosen band of race regenerators, while he mused upon the wonders that the science of eugenics would achieve after the world should have reemerged from the waters. One of the most singular effects of the music was that produced upon the insane billionaire, Amos Blank.
That Harley's suave friendliness would bear watching he did not doubt for a moment, but, once inside, so his vital youth told him proudly, he would see to it that the billionaire did not betray him. A week ago he could have asked nothing better than this chance to bloat himself into a some-day colossus. But now the thing stuck in his gorge. He understood the implied obligation.
"Isn't it?" he demanded. The girl looked him square in the face. "Suppose," she said, "we all wanted to follow it, suppose we all wanted to be the richest, the most powerful personage in the world?" "Well what then?" he demanded. "I think it would postpone the era of the Brotherhood of man indefinitely, don't you?" "I never thought of it from that point of view," admitted the billionaire.
Of course, he has never done any spectacular, heroic thing for you, like for instance that young man who rescued you, and whom I shall suitably reward as soon as I find him " "What!" she exclaimed, peering eagerly at her father. "What do you mean? Find him? Reward him?" "Eh? Why, naturally," the Billionaire replied, scowling at the interruption.
Huneker calls it in his collection of international urban studies, 'The New Cosmopolis. If one judged externals by grime, by poverty, by sanded back-rooms, with long-haired visionaries assailing the social order, then the East Side of the early eighties has gone down before the mad rush of settlement workers, impertinent reformers, sociological cranks, self-advertising politicians, billionaire socialists, and the reporters.
I don't know how big the check was that Miss Katherine's billionaire brother sent her to spend on the children's Christmas, but it must have been a corker. The things she bought with it cost money, and the change it made in the Asylum was Cinderellary. It was. She bought a carpet for the parlor, and some curtains for the windows, and a bookcase of books.
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