It’s not a queer house! the girl defied me. It’s–it’s this house! And you can’t say Money built this house! Money couldn’t have done it! Not all the money in the world, couldn’t! It wasn’t Money! It was– Pride! Not the sort of pride that goeth before de_struction but that mightier pride that goeth before con_struction! No, no! she murmured vehemently, it wasn’t Money! It was really almost done before the money came! And she didn’t just build the house over, she built all of us over.