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"
My
pet
,
I
've
been
to
the
devil
and
he
's
a
very
dull
fellow
.
I
wo
n't
go
there
again
,
even
for
you
...
You
took
my
money
when
you
needed
it
desperately
and
you
used
it
.
We
had
an
agreement
as
to
how
it
should
be
used
and
you
have
broken
that
agreement
.
Just
remember
,
my
precious
little
cheat
,
the
time
will
come
when
you
will
want
to
borrow
more
money
from
me
.
You
'll
want
me
to
bank
you
,
at
some
incredibly
low
interest
,
so
you
can
buy
more
mills
and
more
mules
and
build
more
saloons
.
And
you
can
whistle
for
the
money
.
"
"
When
I
need
money
I
'll
borrow
it
from
the
bank
,
thank
you
,
"
she
said
coldly
,
but
her
breast
was
heaving
with
rage
.
"
Will
you
?
Try
to
do
it
.
I
own
plenty
of
stock
in
the
bank
.
"
"
You
do
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
am
interested
in
some
honest
enterprises
.
"
"
There
are
other
banks
--
"
"
Plenty
of
them
.
And
if
I
can
manage
it
,
you
'll
play
hell
getting
a
cent
from
any
of
them
.
You
can
go
to
the
Carpetbag
usurers
if
you
want
money
.
"
"
I
'll
go
to
them
with
pleasure
.
"
"
You
'll
go
but
with
little
pleasure
when
you
learn
their
rates
of
interest
.
My
pretty
,
there
are
penalties
in
the
business
world
for
crooked
dealing
.
You
should
have
played
straight
with
me
.
"
"
You
're
a
fine
man
,
are
n't
you
?
So
rich
and
powerful
yet
picking
on
people
who
are
down
,
like
Ashley
and
me
!
"
