“Nonsense. Of course you will be matched in this life. You need such a thing, I believe.” “Do I?” I challenged. “And do you recommend I use your strategy? Whatever man has the most money, the greatest number of houses, and least number of attractive features?” “Oh no,” Arabella waved. “You marry a handsome man with a pleasing face. Then we can both enjoy looking at him. Leave the money to me.”
