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The Million Pound Note 2 百万英镑 The Million Pound Note 2 All the way home I was in the clouds, Hastings talking, I not hearing a word. When he and I entered my parlor, he brought me to myself with his fervent appreciations of my manifold comforts and luxuries. Let me just stand here a little and look my fill. Dear me! Its a palace - its just a palace! And in it everything a body could desire, including cozy coal fire and supper standing ready. Henry, it doesnt merely make me realize how rich you are; it makes me realize, to the bone, to the marrow, how poor I am - how poor I am, and how miserable, how defeated, routed, annihilated! Plague take it! This language gave me the cold shudders. It scared me broad awake, and made me comprehend that I was standing on a half inch crust, with a crater underneath. I didnt know I had been dreaming - that is, I hadnt been allowing myself to know it for a while back; but now - oh, dear! Deep in debt, not a cent in the world, a lovely girls happiness or woe in my hands, and nothing in front of me but a salary which might never - oh, would never - materialize! Oh, oh, oh! I am ruined past hope! Nothing can save me! Henry, the mere unconsidered drippings of your daily income would-- Oh, my daily income! Here, down with this hot Scotch, and cheer up your soul. Heres with you! Or, no - youre hungry; sit down and-- Not a bite for me; Im past it. I cant eat, these days; but Ill drink with you till I drop. Come! Barrel for barrel, Im with you! Ready? Here we go! Now, then, Lloyd, unreel your story while I brew. Unreel it? What, again? Again? What do you mean by that? Why, I mean do you want to hear it over again? Do I want to hear it over again? This is a puzzler. Wait; dont take any more of that liquid. You dont need it. Look here, Henry, you alarm me. Didnt I tell you the whole story on the way here? You? Yes, I. Ill be hanged if I heard a word of it. Henry, this is a serious thing. It troubles me. What did you take up yond