Book 8
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Why, ’tis the proverb fulfilled! The fawn hath taken the lion.
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What’s the matter, Cnemon?
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The matter! I have been fooled, miserably fooled. I have passed over all whom I should have liked to make my heirs, and left my money to the wrong man.
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How was that?
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I had been speculating on the death of Hermolaus, the millionaire. He had no children, and my attentions had been well received by him. I thought it would be a good idea to let him know that I had made my will in his favour, on the chance of its exciting his emulation.
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Yes; and Hermolaus?
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What his will was, I don’t know. I died suddenly,— the roof came down about my ears; and now Hermolaus is my heir The pike has swallowed hook and bait.
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And your anglership into the bargain. The pit that you digged for other....
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That’s about the truth of the matter, confound it.
