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Wait till -- '' `` Wait ! '' cried Cousin Tryphena . `` Why , another one may be jumpin ' in the river this minute ! If I 'd ha ' had the money , I 'd ha ' gone on the noon train ! '' At this point , the man from Putnam 's came with a team from our livery to carry away the Sheraton sideboard . Cousin Tryphena bore herself like a martyr at the stake , watching , with dry eyes , the departure of her one certificate to dear gentility and receiving with proud indifference the crisp bills of a denomination most of us had never seen before . `` You wo n't need all that just to go down to the city , '' I remonstrated .