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CHAPTER FIVE

Mother. Do you realize youre rich enough to buy the City Senate?

Yes, Jane. A number of times over.

Im so glad, Mother, because thats exactly what I want you to do.

Jane, I dont understand you at all.

No, Mother. You never understood me. But lets be adult about this.

That would be an excellent plan, dear.

The reason I want you to buy the Senate, Mother, is so that I can safely publish this manuscript.

Perhaps youd like to tell me what the manuscript contains?

Youre quite right, Mother, it mentions you. Not in a very luminous light. However, I can change all the names. Put your house, for example, somewhere else, instead of where it is. And so on.

Jane. I should like to know why you want to publish.

Not to make money. Not to discredit anyone. Not to inflame the poor, of whom Im now one. In fact, I really dont know. It isnt melancholia, either, or bitterness. Even exhibitionism. But this crazy thing happened. Youd react to the last chapter, Mother, really you would. Perhaps you ought to read it


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