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Nov 17, 2019 5:49 PM
mad scientists make friends
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"...god. Seconding Z, then."

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"It's how people are."

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"...it's how terrible people are. Most people aren't."

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“...yeah, I honestly wouldn’t count on that.”

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"Just because your parents suck," she sighs, with the air of a well-trodden argument.

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“And I went to school,” she says, with a similar affect.

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“...you didn’t have to go to school?”

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"My parents would have retained a governess, if they'd been better-off. But they weren't, so my mother did it herself."

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“...that sounds good.”

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"It was pretty great. And convenient, when I went mad. Less contagion risk."

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She nods.

"...did you learn math yourself, after that?"

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"Some of it. My father taught me some, and there were tutors -- and I'd go to hear speakers at the college, sometimes."

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"–he talked about math with you?"

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“The contagion risk is lower, for adults, you know.”

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"...there's still a risk. In cases of prolonged exposure."

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“Yeah. So — some tutors. He wanted to be able to teach my younger sisters. But it wouldn’t have been the end of the world.”

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"...you're very lucky."

 

The carriage is proceeding up a slope, towards an imposing stone building equipped with a lightning rod and several antennae.

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“I am. My family has a little money and an estate — we’d be all right if my father couldn’t work.”

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"That's why they had room in their coach house for a crank."

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"Please don't get us kicked out before we're even moved in."

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