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"So much the worse."
"True enough for that. Yes, it was a great deal to lose."
"What has he gained that will make up for this?"
The man shrugged his shoulders.
"What has he gained?" I repeated. Can you figure it up?"
"He's a richer man, for one thing."
"Happier?"
There was another shrug of the shoulders. "I wouldn't like to say that."
"How much richer?"
"Oh, a great deal. Somebody was saying, only yesterday, that he couldn't be worth less than thirty thousand dollars."
"Indeed? So much."
"Yes."
"How has he managed to accumulate so rapidly?"
"His bar has a large run of custom. And, you know, that pays wonderfully."
