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Chapter 5

           Then,hisutterlybewilderedlook,togetherwiththewholetopsy-turvinessofthingsinmyalteredposition,struckmesoforciblythatIburstoutlaughing,wildly,andwithaprolongednoiseandviolencethatapparentlyalarmedhim,forhebeganlookingnervouslyabouthiminalldirectionsasifmeditatingflight.Icaughthimbythearm.

           "Lookhereman,"Isaid,tryingtoconquermyalmosthystericalmirth—"I’mnotmad—don’tyouthinkit—I’monlya—millionaire!"AndIbeganlaughingagain;thesituationseemedtomesosublimelyridiculous.Buttheworthypublisherdidnotseeitatall—andhisfeaturesexpressedsomuchgenuinealarmthatImadeafurtherefforttocontrolmyselfandsucceeded."IassureyouonmywordofhonourI’mnotjoking—it’safact.LastnightIwantedadinner,andyou,likeagoodfellow,offeredtogivemeone—to-dayIpossessfivemillionsofmoney!Don’tstareso!don’thaveafitofapoplexy!AndasIhavetoldyou,Ishallpublishmybookmyselfatmyownexpense,anditshallsucceed!OhI’minearnest,grimearnest,grimasdeath!—I’vemorethanenoughinmypocketbooktopayforitspublicationnow!"

           Iloosedmyholdofhim,andhefellbackstupifiedandconfused.

           "Godblessmysoul!"hemutteredfeebly—"It’slikeadream!—Iwasnevermoreastonishedinmylife!"

           "NorI!"Isaid,anothertemptationtolaughterthreateningmycomposure—"Butstrangethingshappeninlife,asinfiction.

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