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Her temper felt less
bad and her nerves less on edge.
'You are very kind,' she said, after a little while. 'It is very good of
you to have thought about me like that. And you do think, at all events,
that I am half alive. You think I have wants, even if I have no
purposes.'
'Yes, that's it. Wants, not purposes; though what they are I can't find
out.'
She was willing to satisfy his curiosity. 'What I want is money.'
'Well, but what do you want to do with money?' Franklin inquired,
receiving the sordid avowal without a blink.
'I really don't know,' said Helen; 'to use what you call my power, I
suppose.'
'How would you use it? You haven't trained yourself for any use of
it--except enjoyment--as far as I can see.'
'I think I could spend money well. I'd give the people I liked a good
time.'
'You'd waste their time, and yours, you mean. Not that I object to the
spending of money--if it's in the right way.'
'I think I could find the right way, if I had it.' She was speaking with
quite the seriousness she had disowned.


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