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Her
eyebrows
arched
themselves
surprisedly
.
"
Your
book
?
I
did
not
know
you
had
written
one
?
"
My
flattered
vanity
sank
to
zero
.
"
It
has
been
extensively
advertised
,
"
I
began
impressively
--
but
she
interrupted
me
with
a
laugh
.
"
Oh
I
never
read
advertisements
--
it
's
too
much
trouble
.
When
I
asked
if
you
were
the
famous
Mr
Tempest
,
I
meant
to
say
were
you
the
great
millionaire
who
has
been
so
much
talked
of
lately
?
"
I
bowed
a
somewhat
chill
assent
.
She
looked
at
me
inquisitively
over
the
lace
edge
of
her
fan
.
"
How
delightful
it
must
be
for
you
to
have
so
much
money
!
"
she
said
--
"
And
you
are
young
too
,
and
good-looking
.
"
Pleasure
took
the
place
of
vexed
amour-propre
and
I
smiled
.
"
You
are
very
kind
,
Lady
Sibyl
!
"
"
Why
?
"
she
asked
laughing
--
such
a
delicious
little
low
laugh
--
"
Because
I
tell
you
the
truth
?
You
are
young
and
you
are
good-looking
!
Millionaires
are
generally
such
appalling
creatures
.
Fortune
,
while
giving
them
money
,
frequently
deprives
them
of
both
brains
and
personal
attractiveness
.
And
now
do
tell
me
about
your
book
!
"
