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And then, begging that Miss Ellis would take her own time, she went, courtesying, down stairs.
"So you have got all this money, and would not own it?" said Mr. Giles, when she was gone. "That's odd! very odd, I confess! I can't well understand it; but I hope, my pretty lady, you won't turn out a rogue? I beg you won't do that; for it would vex me prodigiously."
Ellis, dropping upon a chair, ejaculated, with a heavy sigh, "What step must I take!"
"What?—why pay them all, to be sure! What do other people do, when they have got debts, and got money? I shall go and tell them to come to you directly, every one of them."
Ellis, starting, supplicated his forbearance.
"And why?—why?" cried he, looking a little angry: "Do you really want to hide up all that money, and make those poor good people, who have served you at their own cost, believe that you have not gotten any?"
