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passion but love of saving, and no spirit beyond a thirst for gain. I recollected it well when I first saw this whipster; but I remember it better now.' He had been occupied in tearing Nicholas's letter into atoms; and as he spoke, he scattered it in a tiny shower about him. `Recollections like these,' pursued Ralph, with a bitter smile, `flock upon me--when I resign myself to them-- in crowds, and from countless quarters. As a portion of the world affect to despise the power of money, I must try and show them what it is.' And being, by this time, in a pleasant frame of mind for slumber, Ralph Nickleby went to bed. |
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