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`` There 's avarice ! '' said the doctor . `` But look you here , Ethel , if you 'll take my advice , you 'll make your bargain for Tuesday . I have a note appointing me to call at Abbotstoke Grange on Mr. Rivers , at twelve o'clock , on Tuesday . What do you think of that , Ethel ? An old banker , rich enough for his daughter to curl her hair in bank-notes . If I were you , I 'd make a bargain for him . ''