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"
I
may
be
one
of
the
richest
,
"
--
I
replied
,
and
as
I
spoke
the
thought
flashed
suddenly
across
me
how
recently
I
had
been
one
of
the
poorest
!
--
"
But
my
friend
here
,
the
prince
,
is
far
richer
than
I.
"
"
Is
that
so
!
"
and
she
stared
straight
at
Lucio
,
who
met
her
gaze
with
an
indulgent
,
half
satirical
smile
--
"
Well
now
!
I
guess
Pa
's
no
better
than
a
sort
of
pauper
after
all
!
Why
,
you
must
have
the
world
at
your
feet
!
"
"
Pretty
much
so
,
"
--
replied
Lucio
composedly
--
"
But
then
,
my
dear
Miss
Chesney
,
the
world
is
so
very
easily
brought
to
one
's
feet
.
Surely
you
know
that
?
"
And
he
emphasized
the
words
by
an
expressive
look
of
his
fine
eyes
.
"
I
guess
you
mean
compliments
,
"
--
she
replied
unconcernedly
--
"
I
do
n't
like
them
as
a
rule
,
but
I
'll
forgive
you
this
once
!
"
"
Do
!
"
said
Lucio
,
with
one
of
his
dazzling
smiles
that
caused
her
to
stop
for
a
moment
in
her
voluble
chatter
and
observe
him
with
mingled
fascination
and
wonderment
.
"
And
you
too
are
young
,
like
Mr
Tempest
,
"
--
she
resumed
presently
.
"
Pardon
me
!
"
interrupted
Lucio
--
"
I
am
many
years
older
.
"
"
Really
!
"
exclaimed
Lord
Elton
at
this
juncture
--
"
You
do
n't
look
it
,
does
he
Charlotte
?
"
Miss
Fitzroy
thus
appealed
to
,
raised
her
elegant
tortoise-shell-framed
glasses
to
her
eyes
and
peered
critically
at
us
both
.
