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St. Ives

CHAPTER XVII--THE DESPATCH-BOX
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It's like the Forty Thieves.' 'Now Rowley, let's be cool, let's be businesslike,' said I.

'Riches are deceitful, particularly when you haven't counted them; and the first thing we have to do is to arrive at the amount of my--let me say, modest competency.

If I'm not mistaken, I have enough here to keep you in gold buttons all the rest of your life.

You collect the gold, and I'll take the paper.' Accordingly, down we sat together on the hearthrug, and for some time there was no sound but the creasing of bills and the jingling of guineas, broken occasionally by the exulting exclamations of Rowley.

The arithmetical operation on which we were embarked took long, and it might have been tedious to others; not to me nor to my helper.
'Ten thousand pounds!' I announced at last.
'Ten thousand!' echoed Mr.Rowley.
And we gazed upon each other.
The greatness of this fortune took my breath away.


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