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Chapter 32
“This is a most surprising telegram,” Alexander said as he sat unceremoniously on the divan in Elise’s bedchamber. “Is this new?” he asked as he smoothed his hands over the floral tapestry.
“It was delivered just this morning,” Elise replied.”
“I have to say, I like the way you have decorated our new home,” he said admiringly as he looked around the tastefully decorated spacious room.
“I have to say that I adore the house you chose for me to decorate. It’s easy to fill it with beauty when you begin with such splendor,” she said with a smile.
“What’s money for if not to spend?” Alexander asked.
“We seem to have a lot of it,” Elise pondered.
“We are incredibly, shamefully, rich, my love,” Alexander said as he stretched his arm across the back of the divan and crossed his legs at the ankles.
“Oh, good,
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