He wasn't satisfied with an assured income from the paper-mills your grandfather left us. We are the species, and maternity is our game; that’s all right, but nobody wants that admitted for fear we should all catch fire, and set about fulfilling the purpose of our beings without waiting for further explanations. A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment. She was very pretty. But how far could he fly on a few hundred? True, he might find a job somewhere; but every footstep from behind…! "Who is she? Where does she come from?" "You mean Miss Enschede?" "Yes.
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