you're very clever, wesley.
"of course, you know the property is so good that you'll make a profit on the shares you've bought far below their value. but i don't think i quite see----"
he interrupted her with an outburst of loud laughter. "don't think you quite see?" he gurgled at her, with tears of pleasure in his eye. "why, you dummy, you haven't got the faintest glimmer of a notion of what it's all about. the value of the property's got nothing in the world to do with it. that's neither here nor there. If there wasn't any such property in existence, it would be just the same."
at that thought gaston stopped short on the flight of steps with an exclamation; he turned sharply, saying, "i have forgotten something," and went back to the salon. the lackey, all respect for a baron and the rights of property, was completely deceived by the natural utterance, and followed him.
desdemona comes: if she be false, o, then heaven mocks itself!-- i'll not believe't.