’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. Then Anna spoke more seriously than usual. There was a hint of tears in her voice. “I suppose, daddy, you’ve no objection to my going on with my work at the Imperial College?” she asked. “I believe that you are right,” he said softly. He had seldom been more perturbed.
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