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"We're only a poor chuckle headed moth who's been looking at a star too long. It's a bright star, Billy, but it isn't for you. So we're going to be sensible now. WE ARE ONLY A POOR CHUCKLE HEADED MOTH WHO'S BEEN LOOKING AT A STAR TOO LONG IT'S A BRIGHT STAR BILLY BUT IT ISN'T FOR YOU SO WE'RE GOING TO BE SENSIBLE NOW
d. Yet some twenty minutes later, Mr. Woods, preparing for luncheon in the privacy of his chamber, gave a sudden exclamation. Then he sat down and rumpled his hair thoroughly. "Good Lord!" he groaned; "I'd forgotten all about that damned money! Oh, you ass!--you abject ass! Why, she's one of the richest women in America, and you're only a fifth-rate painter with a paltry thousand or so a year! _You_ marry her!--why, I dare say she's refused a hundred better men than you! She'd think you were mad! Why, she'd think you were after her money! She--oh, she'd only think you a precious cheeky ass, she would, and she'd be quite right. You _are_ an ass, Billy Woods! You ought to be locked up in some nice quiet stable, where your heehawing wouldn't disturb people. You need a keeper, you do!" He sat for some ten minutes, aghast. Afterward he rose and threw back his shoulders and drew a deep breath. "No, we aren't an ass," he addressed his reflection in the mirror, as he carefully knotted his tie.  WAS JUST THE SORT OF TALK FOR A MAN AND A MAID YET SOME TWENTY MINUTES LATER MISTER WOODS PREPARING FOR LUNCHEON IN THE PRIVACY OF HIS CHAMBER GAVE A SUDDEN EXCLAMATION THEN HE SAT DOWN AND RUMPLED HIS HAIR THOROUGHLY GOOD LORD HE GROANED I'VE FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT THAT DAMNED MONEY OH YOU ASS YOU ABJECT ASS WHY SHE'S ONE OF THE RICHEST WOMEN IN AMERICA AND YOU'RE ONLY A FIFTH RATE PAINTER WITH A PALTRY THOUSAND OR SO A YEAR YOU MARRY HER WHY I DARE SAY SHE'S REFUSE A HUNDRED MEN BETTER THAN YOU SHE'D THINK YOU WERE MAD WHY SHE'D THINK YOU WERE AFTER THE MONEY SHE OH SHE'D ONLY THINK YOU A PRECIOUS CHEEKY ASS SHE WOULD AND SHOULD BE QUITE RIGHT YOU ARE AN ASS BILLY WOODS YOU OUGHT TO BE LOCKED UP IN SOME NICE QUIET STABLE WHERE YOUR KEY HAWING WOULDN'T DISTURB PEOPLE YOU NEED A KEEPER YOU DO HE SAT FOR SOME TEN MINUTES AGHAST AFTERWARD HE ROSE AND THREW BACK HIS SHOULDERS AND DREW A DEEP BREATH NO WE AREN'T AN ASS HE ADDRESSED HIS REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR AS HE CAREFULLY KNOTTED HIS TIE
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