"He shan't go," cried Edgeworth Bess, holding him by the other hand. I've come to take you back home. Creative work appeals to me wonderfully. But I am here. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. That’s the fact of the matter. I didn’t allow myself to see things as they were in those days; now I do. Sixteen thousand! Mark me, young man, you'll pay it back through the nose, every dollar of it!" "I owe you nothing.
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