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Ian Hay,  Paid In Full — Chapter 15 (1925)

“ Cradock whistled long and softly. A new avenue of attack had providentially revealed itself to him.
‘Oho!’ he said; ‘the children? They are your hostages to fortune—eh? But think a moment, Milly! They’re my children, too: they may take my side. Joan, for instance. Joan must be almost a woman by this time; and a woman always has a soft spot for—a soldier of fortune.’
‘Joan is my daughter,’ retorted Mildred hotly, ‘and therefore no fool. All she needs from me is a warning.
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Ian Hay,  Paid In Full — Chapter 15 (1925)

“ The smile faded, and Cradock sprang to his feet.
‘Come, come, Milly,’ he cried, ‘don’t be a little hypocrite! You know my creed. The world’s my oyster—my big, fat, luscious, not particularly sensitive oyster. All mankind are fair game. If my neighbour is fool enough to let me pick his pocket, he has no one to blame but himself. If ever I meet a man clever enough to pick my pocket, I shall let him do so with pleasure.
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Ian Hay,  Paid In Full — Chapter 15 (1925)

“ What could be fairer than that? Life, my dear, is not a picnic, as you in this up-river existence of yours appear to imagine: it’s a campaign—a campaign for most of us against power and place and privilege. What have I ever had’—his voice trembled with genuine emotion: characteristically, he had moved himself, but not his wife—‘to help me in the battle of life? Wealth, birth, influence? Nothing of the kind! Nothing but my five wits, and a perfect digestion!’
‘May one add—a thick skin?’ suggested Mildred gently.
Denis Cradock caught up the retort with characteristic dexterity.
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