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Updated: May 12, 2025
"Why, sir," he said in a confidential whisper to Wildeve, who was near his left hand, "if I could only use this power that's in me of multiplying money I might do some good to a near relation of yours, seeing what I've got about me of hers eh?" He tapped one of his money-laden boots upon the floor. "What do you mean?" said Wildeve. "That's a secret. Well, I must be going now."
Day after day, as the coach flashed by with its money-laden passengers, Uncle Billy had hoped that it would break down. But this was better, much better. The coach might be quickly mended, but not the flood. "I'm a-goin' t' charge 'em till they squeal," he declared to the timidly protesting Aunt Margaret, "an' then I'm goin' t' charge 'em a least mite more, drat 'em!"
Such were the travelers along the way; but fat abbot, rich esquire, or money-laden usurer came there none. At last the sun began to sink low in the heavens; the light grew red and the shadows long. The air grew full of silence, the birds twittered sleepily, and from afar came, faint and clear, the musical song of the milkmaid calling the kine home to the milking.
I asked Jack and he seemed to think it might be all right if you cared to ask him to play " "I won't!" cried Alixe, revolted. "I will not turn my drawing-rooms into a clearing-house for every money-laden social derelict in town! I've had enough of that; I've endured the accumulated wreckage too long! weird treasure-craft full of steel and oil and coal and wheat and Heaven knows what!
Such were the travelers along the way; but fat abbot, rich esquire, or money-laden usurer came there none. At last the sun began to sink low in the heavens; the light grew red and the shadows long. The air grew full of silence, the birds twittered sleepily, and from afar came, faint and clear, the musical song of the milkmaid calling the kine home to the milking.
He shot hostile glances at her as with his cap on her head, her hands deep in the money-laden pockets she swaggered and swanked before them. "I'm Ben Blunt I'm Ben Blunt," she muttered, hoarsely, and swung her shoulders and brandished her thin legs to prove it. He laughed with scorn. "Yes, you are!" he gibed. "Look at your hair!
"Why, sir," he said in a confidential whisper to Wildeve, who was near his left hand, "if I could only use this power that's in me of multiplying money I might do some good to a near relation of yours, seeing what I've got about me of hers eh?" He tapped one of his money-laden boots upon the floor. "What do you mean?" said Wildeve. "That's a secret. Well, I must be going now."
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