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           Youknowwhatthefortunesaid."

           "Oh,Lord—thefortuneagain."

           "Well,Ibelieveit."

           "IfIlostyourmoney,you’dhateme."

           "Iwouldn’t.Youaremyfortune!That’swhatMargiesaid."

           "WhatMargiesaid,isinmyhead,inlettersred,untilI’mdead."

           "Don’tmakeajoke."

           "MaybeI’mnot.Don’tletfortunespoilthesweetnessofourfailure."

           "Idon’tseehowalittlemoneycouldspoilanything.Notalotofmoney—justenough."Ididn’tanswer."Well—doyou?"

           Isaid,"Oprince’sdaughter,thereisnosuchthingasjustenoughmoney.Onlytwomeasures:NoMoneyandNotEnoughMoney."

           "Why,that’snottrue."

           "Thatistrue.RemembertheTexasbillionairewhodiedrecently?Helivedinahotelroomandoutofasuitcase.Heleftnowill,noheirs,buthedidn’thaveenoughmoney.Themoreyouhave,thelessenoughitis."

           Shesaidsarcastically,"Isupposeyoufinditsinfulformetowantnewliving-roomcurtainsandawaterheaterbigenoughsofourpeoplecanbathethesamedayandIcanwashdishestoo."

           "Iwasnotreportingonsin,youjuggins.Iwasstatingafact,alawofnature."

           "Youseemtohavenorespectforhumannature."

           "Nothumannature,myMary—nature.Squirrelsbanktentimesasmanyhickorynutsastheycaneveruse.Thepocketgopher,withastomachfulltobursting,stillloadshischeekslikesacks.