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Chapter 9
Thefurnituregetsalittleworn,butjusttheminutetheydecidetogetnew,theoldstuffisjustimpossible."
"Don’tyouthinkit’sfoolishtospenditnowonthatkindofstuff?Itoldyouyesterdaytherewasgoingtobeanopening."
"It’shermoney,sir."
"Iwasn’ttalkingaboutgambling,Ethan.Iwastalkingaboutsure-fireinvestment.Ibelievewiththatthousandshecouldgetherfurnitureinayearandstillhaveathousand."
"Mr.Baker,Ican’tverywellforbidhertospendherownmoney."
"Couldn’tyoupersuadeher,couldn’tyoureasonwithher?"
"Itneveroccurredtome."
"Thatsoundslikeyourfather,Ethan.Thatsoundswishy-washy.IfI’mgoingtohelpyougetonyourfeetIcan’thaveyouwishy-washy."
"Well,sir."
"Anditisn’tlikeshewasgoingtospenditlocally.No,she’sgoingtowanderaroundthediscounthousesandpaycash.There’snotellingwhatshe’llpickup.Localmanmightchargemorebuthe’dbehereifshegotalemon.Youshouldputyourfootdown,Ethan.Trytogethertoredepositit!Oryoutellhertoputthemoneyinmyhands.She’llneverregretit."
"It’smoneyherbrotherlefther,sir."
"Iknowthat.Itriedtoreasonwithherwhenshedrewit.Shejustturnedblue-eyedvague—saidshewantedtolookaround.Can’tshelookaroundwithoutathousanddollarsinherpocket?Yououghttoknowbetter,ifshedoesn’t."
"IguessI’moutofpractice,Mr.Baker.Wehaven’thadanymoneysinceweweremarried."
