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Robert Heinlein - Citizen Of The Galaxy
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Then he studied it
It was not certain proof -- yet what other outfit maintained such activities facing that sector?
He intended to find out.
Chapter 20
Thorby found that Leda had ordered dinner in the garden. They were alone, and falling snow turned the artificial sky into an opalescent bowl. Candles, flowers, a string trio, and Leda herself made the scene delightful but Thorby failed to enjoy it, even though he liked Leda and considered the garden the best part of Rudbek Hall. The meal was almost over when Leda said, "A dollar for your thoughts."
Thorby looked guilty. "Uh, nothing."
"It must be a worrisome nothing."
"Well . . . yes."
"Want to tell Leda?"
Thorby blinked. Weemsby's daughter was the last one he could talk to. His gloom was caused by wonder as to what he could do if he became convinced that Rudbek was mixed up in slavery. "I guess I'm not cut out to be a businessman."
"Why, Daddy says you have a surprising head for figures."
Thorby snorted. "Then why doesn't he --" He stopped.
"Why doesn't he what?"
"Uh . . ." Doggone it, a man had to talk to somebody . . . someone who sympathized -- or bawled him out if necessary. Like Pop. Like Fritz. Yeah, like Colonel Brisby. He was surrounded by people, yet utterly alone -- except that Leda seemed to want to be friendly. "Leda, how much of what I say to you do you tell your father?"
To his amazement she blushed
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