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One cannot hope for an aristocracy of intellect, if only for the reason that not one person in a thousand has any; and birth does not count for much. ONE CANNOT HOPE FOR AN ARISTOCRACY OF INTELLECT IF ONLY FOR THE REASON THAT ONE PERSON IN A THOUSAND HAS ANY AND BIRTH DOES NOT COUNT FOR MUCH
s because you're honest with me. Nobody--nobody," Miss Hugonin lamented, a forlorn little quiver in her voice, "_ever_ seemed to be honest with me except you, and now I know you weren't. Oh, beautiful, aren't I ever to have any real friends?" she pleaded, wistfully. Kennaston had meant a deal to her, you see; he had been the one man she trusted. She had gloried in his fustian rhetoric, his glib artlessness, his airy scorn of money; and now all this proved mere pinchbeck. On a sudden, too, there woke in some bycorner of her heart a queasy realisation of how near she had come to loving Kennaston. The thought nauseated her. "My dear," he answered, kindly, "you will have any number of friends now that you are poor. It was merely your money that kept you from having any. You see," Mr. Kennaston went on, with somewhat the air of one climbing upon his favourite hobby, "money is the only thing that counts nowadays. In America, the rich are necessarily our only aristocracy. It is quite natural.  CAN'T HELP LIKING YOU SOMEHOW I DARE SAY IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE HONEST WITH ME NOBODY NOBODY MISS UGUNA LAMENTED A FORLORN LITTLE QUIVER IN HER VOICE EVER SEEM TO BE HONEST WITH ME EXCEPT YOU AND NOW I KNOW YOU WEREN'T OH BEAUTIFUL AREN'T I EVER TO HAVE ANY REAL FRIENDS SHE PLEADED WISTFULLY KENNASTON HAD MEANT TO DEAL TO HER YOU SEE HE HAD BEEN THE ONE MAN SHE TRUSTED SHE HAD GLORIED IN HIS FUSTIAN RHETORIC HIS GLIB ARTLESSNESS HIS AIRY SCORN OF MONEY AND NOW ALL THIS PROVED MERE PINCHBECK ON A SUDDEN TOO THERE WOKE IN SOME BY CORNER OF HER HEART A QUEASY REALIZATION OF HOW NEAR SHE HAD COME TO LOVING CONNASTON THE THOUGHT NAUSEATED HER MY DEAR HE ANSWERED KINDLY YOU WILL HAVE ANY NUMBER OF FRIENDS NOW THAT YOU ARE POOR IT WAS MERELY YOUR MONEY THAT KEPT YOU FROM HAVING ANY YOU SEE MISTER KENNASTON WENT ON WITH SOMEWHAT THE AIR OF ONE CLIMBING UPON HIS FAVOURED HOBBY MONEY IS THE ONLY THING THAT COUNTS NOWADAYS IN AMERICA THE RICH ARE NECESSARILY OUR ONLY ARISTOCRACY IT IS QUITE NATURAL
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