He threw a quick glance at his son’s face. It was immensely grave and resolute and silent, for Lance was remembering that his father had not behaved to the Venerable as he expected his own son to behave to him. “I know—pater. I’m not saying to you that I did not ask to be born—because it’s just as possible that you did not ask for me to be born.” “As a matter of fact—I did. But aren’t there other considerations?” “There must be good fellows in the firm who would be of much more use to you than I should be. I’m perf…
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