01 October, 2010

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cending enough, that somehow he was gainin
O that possessed by those gentlemen who in past ages had built
castles across the highway between Venice and the North Sea. All this
was in store for Bob Worthington, if he could only be brought
to see it. These things would be
given him, if he would but confine

his worship to the god of wealth. We are running ahead, however, of
Bob's

reflections in Mr. Merrill's parlor in Mount Vernon Street, and the
ceremony of showing him the cities of his world from Brampton hill
was yet to be gone through. Bob knew
his father's plans only in a general way, but in the past

week he had come to know his

father

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