Arthur frowned and asked, "Are you being modest?"
"No."
Clara shook her head and said, "What I've said was told to me by a former patron. He was a very learned man, much like you; he went to university and worked as a lawyer and a journalist. When I first met him, he was down-and-out, but I could tell he would make it big eventually. I might not be able to discuss history as thoroughly as he could, but I know how to read people. And indeed, he later made it big; however, he never came back here afterward."
As soon as Clara finished speaking, several girls walked by.
They saw Clara sitting next to Arthur and couldn't help but tease, "Clara, haven't you learned your lesson yet? Are you thinking of helping intellectuals again?"
Clara glared at them, "None of your business. I earn my own money and can spend it on whoever I want."
Arthur heard this and waved his hands repeatedly in refusal, "Miss, my debt is ten thousand francs; you can't fill that hole."
