Other People's Money by Émile Gaboriau
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despised.
She gave her consent; and, twenty days after the first interview, she had become Mme. Favoral. Alas! six weeks had not elapsed, before she knew that she had but exchanged her wretched fate for a more wretched one still. Not that her husband was in any way unkind to her (he dared not, as yet); but he had revealed himself enough to enable her to judge him. He was one of those formidably selfish men who wither every thing around them, like those trees within the shadow of which nothing can grow. His coldness concealed a stupid obstinacy; his mildness, an iron will. If he had married, 'twas because he thought a wife a necessary adjunct, because he desired a home wherein to command, because, above all, he had been seduced by the dowry of twenty thousand francs. For the man had one passion,--money. Under his placid countenance revolved thoughts of the most burning covetousness. He wished to be rich. Now, as he had no illusion whatever upon his own merits, as he knew himself to be perfectly incapable of any of those daring conceptions which lead to rapid fortune, as he was in no wise enterprising, he conceived but one means to achieve wealth, that is, to save, to economize, to stint himself, to pile penny upon penny. His profession of accountant had furnished him with a number of |
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