Murder in Any Degree by Owen Johnson
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"In the second place, she knows nothing about anything else, which is
better still." "Cynic! You hate clever women," cried Jacobus. "There's a reason." "All the same, Bennett's right. The wife of an artist should be a creature of impulses and not ideas." "True." "In the third place," continued Bennett, "she believes Rantoul is a demigod. Everything he will do will be the most wonderful thing in the world, and to have a little person you are madly in love with think that is enormous." "All of which is not very complimentary to the bride," said Herkimer. "Find me one like her," cried Bennett. "Ditto," said Chatterton and Jacobus with enthusiasm. "There is only one thing that worries me," said Bennett, seriously. "Isn't there too much money?" "Not for Rantoul." "He's a rebel." |
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