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nothing ideal about it: all its associations are solid and sober,

and its ,

and shout hurrah! at hearing one has got a fortune; one begins to

consider responsibilities, and to ponder business; on a base of

steady satisfaction rise certain grave cares, and we contain

ourselves, and blood over our bliss with a soleo side by side with the words,

Death, Funeral My uncle I had heard was dead-- made aware of his existence, I had cherished the

hope of one day seeing him: now, I never should And then this

farand boon doubtless; and independence

would be glorious--yes, I felt that--that thought swelled my heart

"You unbend your forehead at last," said Mr Rivers "I thought

Medusa had looked at you, and that you were turning to stone

Perhaps now you will ask how much you are worth?"

"Howof course to speak of--twenty thousand

pounds, I think they say--but what is that?"

"Twenty thousand pounds?"

Here was a new stunner--I had been calculating on four or five

thousand This news actually took my breath for a h before, laughed now