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"
I
should
imagine
the
prince
to
be
slightly
the
senior
of
Mr
Tempest
"
--
she
remarked
in
precise
high-bred
accents
--
"
But
only
very
slightly
.
"
"
Anyhow
,
"
resumed
Miss
Chesney
"
you
're
young
enough
,
to
enjoy
your
wealth
are
n't
you
?
"
"
Young
enough
,
or
old
enough
;
--
just
as
you
please
;
"
--
said
Lucio
with
a
careless
shrug
--
"
But
as
it
happens
--
I
do
not
enjoy
it
!
"
Miss
Chesney
's
whole
aspect
now
expressed
the
most
lively
astonishment
.
"
What
does
money
do
for
you
?
"
went
on
Lucio
,
his
eyes
dilating
with
that
strange
and
wistful
expression
which
had
often
excited
my
curiosity
--
"
The
world
is
at
your
feet
,
perhaps
;
yes
--
but
what
a
world
!
What
a
trumpery
clod
of
kickable
matter
!
Wealth
acts
merely
as
a
kind
of
mirror
to
show
you
human
nature
at
its
worst
.
Men
skulk
and
fawn
about
you
,
and
lie
twenty
times
in
as
many
hours
in
the
hope
to
propitiate
you
and
serve
their
own
interests
;
princes
of
the
blood
willingly
degrade
themselves
and
their
position
to
borrow
cash
of
you
--
your
intrinsic
merit
(
if
you
have
any
)
is
thought
nothing
of
--
your
full
pockets
are
your
credentials
with
kings
,
prime
ministers
and
councillors
!
You
may
talk
like
a
fool
,
laugh
like
a
hyena
and
look
like
a
baboon
,
but
if
the
chink-chink
of
your
gold
be
only
sufficiently
loud
,
you
may
soon
find
yourself
dining
with
the
Queen
if
such
be
your
ambition
.
If
,
on
the
contrary
you
happen
to
be
truly
great
,
brave
,
patient
,
and
enduring
,
with
a
spark
in
you
of
that
genius
which
strengthens
life
and
makes
it
better
worth
living
--
if
you
have
thoughts
which
take
shape
in
work
that
shall
endure
when
kingdoms
are
swept
away
like
dust
before
the
wind
,
and
if
,
with
all
this
you
are
yet
poor
in
current
coin
,
why
then
--
you
shall
be
spurned
by
all
the
crowned
dummies
of
the
world
--
you
shall
be
snubbed
by
the
affluent
starch-maker
and
the
Crœsus
who
lives
on
a
patent
pill
--
the
tradesman
from
whom
you
buy
bedsteads
and
kitchen
ware
,
can
look
down
upon
you
with
lordly
scorn
,
for
does
he
not
by
virtue
of
his
wealth
alone
,
drive
a
four-in-hand
,
and
chat
on
easy
and
almost
patronizing
terms
with
the
Prince
of
Wales
?
The
wealthy
denizens
of
Snob-land
delight
in
ignoring
Nature
's
elected
noblemen
.
"
"
But
supposing
"
said
Miss
Chesney
quickly
,
"
you
happen
to
be
a
Nature
's
nobleman
yourself
,
and
have
the
advantage
of
wealth
besides
,
surely
you
must
fairly
allow
that
to
be
rather
a
good
thing
,
must
n't
you
?
"
Lucio
laughed
a
little
--
"
I
will
retort
upon
you
in
your
own
words
fair
lady
,
and
say
'
I
guess
you
mean
compliments
.
'
What
I
venture
to
imply
however
,
is
that
even
when
wealth
does
fall
to
the
lot
of
one
of
these
'
Nature
's
noblemen
,
'
it
is
not
because
of
his
innate
nobility
that
he
wins
social
distinction
.
It
is
simply
because
he
is
rich
.
That
is
what
vexes
me
.
I
for
example
,
have
endless
friends
who
are
not
my
friends
so
much
as
the
friends
of
my
income
.
They
do
not
trouble
to
inquire
as
to
my
antecedents
--
what
I
am
or
where
I
came
from
is
of
no
importance
.
Neither
are
they
concerned
in
how
I
live
or
what
I
do
;
whether
I
am
sick
or
well
,
happy
or
unhappy
,
is
equally
with
them
a
matter
of
indifference
.
If
they
knew
more
about
me
,
it
would
perhaps
be
better
in
the
long
run
.
But
they
do
not
want
to
know
--
their
aims
are
simple
and
unconcealed
--
they
wish
to
make
as
much
out
of
me
,
and
secure
as
much
advantage
to
themselves
by
their
acquaintance
with
me
as
possible
.
And
I
give
them
their
full
way
--
they
get
all
they
want
--
and
more
!
"
His
musical
voice
lingered
with
a
curiously
melancholy
impressiveness
on
the
last
word
--
and
this
time
,
not
only
Miss
Chesney
,
but
we
all
,
looked
at
him
as
though
drawn
by
some
irresistible
magnetic
spell
,
and
for
a
moment
there
was
silence
.
