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London, Jack, 1876-1916

"The Son of the Wolf"

All you'll have to do, is to sit in
the middle of the boat, and sing songs, and play Cleopatra, and
fight--no, we're in luck; too early for mosquitoes.'
'And then, O my Antony?' 'And then a steamer, San Francisco, and
the world! Never to come back to this cursed hole again. Think of
it! The world, and ours to choose from! I'll sell out. Why, we're
rich! The Waldworth Syndicate will give me half a million for
what's left in the ground, and I've got twice as much in the
dumps and with the P. C. Company. We'll go to the Fair in Paris
in 1900. We'll go to Jerusalem, if you say so.
'We'll buy an Italian palace, and you can play Cleopatra to your
heart's content. No, you shall be Lucretia, Acte, or anybody your
little heart sees fit to become. But you mustn't, you really
mustn't-' 'The wife of Caesar shall be above reproach.' 'Of
course, but--' 'But I won't be your wife, will I, dear?' 'I
didn't mean that.' 'But you'll love me just as much, and never
even think--oh! I know you'll be like other men; you'll grow
tired, and--and-'
'How can you? I--' 'Promise me.' 'Yes, yes; I do promise.' 'You
say it so easily, dear; but how do you know?--or I know? I have
so little to give, yet it is so much, and all I have.


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