you mind?'
'Mind!'
'I don't,' said Ruth. 'I think it will be rather fun being poor again.'
'Who's poor?' said Kirk stoutly. 'I'm not. I've got you and I've got
Bill. Do you remember, ages ago, what that Vince girl, the model, you
know, said that her friend had called me? A plute. That's me. I'm the
richest man in the world.'
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