I'm through with them for
good. The Family and the Ancestors can go hang." His voice grew angry
as recollection of that scene presented itself. "Mother said I
shouldn't marry you..."
"You--you don't mean you're not going to--to have anything to do with
Bonbright Foote, Incorporated--and all those thousands of men?"
"That's it. ...I couldn't do anything else. I had to break with them.
Father was bad, but it was mother. ...She said she would never
receive you or recognize you as my wife--and that sort of thing--and
I left. I'm never going back. ... On your account I'm sorry. I can't
give you so much, and I can't do the things for you that I could. ...
We'll be quite poor, but I've got a job. Mr. Lightener gave me a job,
and I've got to go to work in the morning. That's why we can't go
away. ..."
"You mean," she said, dully, trying to sense this calamity, "that you
will never go back? Never own--that--business?"
"It was a choice of giving you up or that. Mother made that clear.
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