The Craze of Christina — page 164: what you’re looking at

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160 The Craze of Christina. “Good gracious, how odd! Why?” cried Miss Pratt, who knew every word of the late Mr. Greville’s will by heart, with every appear- ance of astonishment. ‘‘Because my uncle placed certain abomina- ble restrictions upon me by the terms of his most unjust and cruel will, and that is one of them!’’ ‘‘Well, I should not think much of your affection for any woman if you were not ready to lose even a large sum of money for her sake! If this man is her enemy, you ought to send him away at any cost.” “Do you really think so?’’ he said, looking at her with the most earnest consideration; ‘‘and the—the lady wouid not mind becoming poorer, you think?’’ “Not if she loved you,’’ replied Miss Pratt with decision. “‘Ah, my dearest Chris, you do indeed make me happy by saying that to me!’’ cried Clifford, once more possessing himself of her hand. He felt almost light-headed as the possibility of getting rid of Docker together with twenty _ thousand pounds at the bidding of this delight- ful woman dawned upon him in a blaze of glo- rious hope. Such happiness was almost too _ overwhelming to contemplate! Gomicbooks (E(0)