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"But why so early?" said Smith. "Because," said Braling. "Your first night out in years and you go home at at ten o'clock."
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick. "Oh no! It can't Be!" "It Is."
"Could I-I means, is there a possibility---" Smith took his friend's elbow earnestly. "Can you tell me where I get one, a robot a marionette, for myself? You will give me the address, won't you?" "Here you are." Smith took the card and turned it round and round. "Thank you," he said.
"Hold on here!" he cried. "'Ten thousand dollars is missing!" He leaped up. "There's only five thousand left! What's she done? What's Nettie done with it? More hats, more clothes, more perfume! Or, wait-I know! She bought that little house on the Hudson she's been talking about for months, without so much as a by your leave!"
"What've you done with my money!" And then, the horrid thought. And then the fever and disillusionment. For, without desiring to do so, he bent forward and yet forward again until his fevered ear was resting firmly and irrevocably upon her round bosom. "Nettie!" he cried. Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
Braling Two said, "I'm going to put you in the box, lock it, and lose the key. Then I'll bu another Rio ticket for your wife." "Now, now, wait a minute. Hold on. Don't be rash. Let's talk this over!" "good-by, Braling."