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"
Maybe
I
’
m
not
.
Don
’
t
let
fortune
spoil
the
sweetness
of
our
failure
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
see
how
a
little
money
could
spoil
anything
.
Not
a
lot
of
money
—
just
enough
.
"
I
didn
’
t
answer
.
"
Well
—
do
you
?
"
I
said
,
"
O
prince
’
s
daughter
,
there
is
no
such
thing
as
just
enough
money
.
Only
two
measures
:
No
Money
and
Not
Enough
Money
.
"
"
Why
,
that
’
s
not
true
.
"
"
That
is
true
.
Remember
the
Texas
billionaire
who
died
recently
?
He
lived
in
a
hotel
room
and
out
of
a
suitcase
.
He
left
no
will
,
no
heirs
,
but
he
didn
’
t
have
enough
money
.
The
more
you
have
,
the
less
enough
it
is
.
"
She
said
sarcastically
,
"
I
suppose
you
find
it
sinful
for
me
to
want
new
living
-
room
curtains
and
a
water
heater
big
enough
so
four
people
can
bathe
the
same
day
and
I
can
wash
dishes
too
.
"
"
I
was
not
reporting
on
sin
,
you
juggins
.
I
was
stating
a
fact
,
a
law
of
nature
.
"
"
You
seem
to
have
no
respect
for
human
nature
.
"
"
Not
human
nature
,
my
Mary
—
nature
.
Squirrels
bank
ten
times
as
many
hickory
nuts
as
they
can
ever
use
.
The
pocket
gopher
,
with
a
stomach
full
to
bursting
,
still
loads
his
cheeks
like
sacks
.
And
how
much
of
the
honey
the
clever
bees
collect
do
the
clever
bees
eat
?
"
