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"And there's interest in it, too.
It's amusing to pick out some one going by, make up
your mind about his character and tastes, dash out of
the office, and hit him flying with an offer of the
very place he wants to go to. I don't think there was
a scalper on the continent made fewer blunders. But I
took it only as a stage. I was saving every dollar; I
was looking ahead. I knew what I wanted--wealth,
education, a refined home, and a conscientious cultured
lady for a wife; for, Mr. Dodd"--this with a formidable
outcry--"every man is bound to marry above him: if the
woman's not the man's superior, I brand it as mere
sensuality. There was my idea, at least. That was
what I was saving for; and enough, too! But it isn't
every man, I know that--it's far from every man--could
do what I did: close up the livest agency in Saint Jo,
where he was coining dollars by the pot, set out alone,
without a friend, or a word of French, and settle down
here to spend his capital learning art."
"Was it an old taste?" I asked him, "or a sudden
fancy?"
"Neither, Mr.


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