Sealed Lips — page 266: what you’re looking at

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258 SHALED LIPS. Naturally they did not forget the happy fiance, Kemeneff. The journals doubled his millions. They made him a Russian nobleman, and according to the story, one who was fickle with women, a tippler of champagne, a great bear hunter—a strongly ex- — aggerated portrait, at least as far as the bears were concerned. But they would have made him shoot lions on the plains of Siberiaif it had been the fashion. Everything was turned to his credit, even the story of the will. Jenny was not the one who was disinherited. It was the prince who had volun- tarily refused to touch one penny of his predeces- sor’s fortune, an example of disinterestedness that gave rise to piquant comparisons. As to the ones who were to receive their relative’s fortune, I doubt if they would have exchanged places with the prince. One was a farmer in Tourraine, the other a city clerk in Bordeaux. In fact, a person might write one of those “studies,” so much the fashion to-day, in depicting the joys, fears, hopes, and projects for the future that these good people and their families lay awake to talk about many nights. But our story does not concern them. The only one whom nobody talked about was Patrice O’Farrell. Like everybody else, he had read the great news in the papers, and one can readily imagine that Jenny’s haste to obey him did not give him unalloyed satisfaction. Seeing that GoOmichboo KS, (E(0)