[Dross by Henry Seton Merriman]@TWC D-Link bookDross CHAPTER XXVIII 3/12
In view of these facts I have made a will leaving you, by the way, practically my heir. A man who could refuse to marry such a pretty girl as Isabella Gayerson, with such an exceedingly pretty fortune as she possesses, deserves to have money troubles; so I bequeath 'em to you." Towards the end of September Madame again wrote to me with the information that they were installed at La Pauline for the winter, and begged me to name the day when I could visit them.
With due deliberation I accepted this invitation, and wrote to Giraud in Paris that I was about to pass through that city, and would much like to see him as often as possible. "You know, Dick," he said to me, when we had dined together at his club, "it is better fun being ruined.
All this money--Mon Dieu--what a trouble it is!" "Yes," answered I--and the words came from my heart--"it only brings ill fortune to those that have it." Nevertheless, Alphonse Giraud was quite happy in the recovery of his wealth, and took much enjoyment in its expenditure on others.
Never, surely, beat a more generous heart than Giraud's, for whom to spend his money on a friend was the greatest known happiness. "You remember," he cried, "how we used to drink our Benedictine in claret glasses only.
Ah! what it is to be young, _n'est ce pas_! and to think that we shall one day get all we want!" His quick face darkened suddenly, and all the boyishness vanished from it. "I have been," he said, "a famous fool--and thou art another, my grim-faced Englishman.
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