“What is that?”
“The commonplace woman can do nothing, but you can do a great deal.”
“In what way?”
“You, who are his child, must partake in some way of his nature.”
“I never had the slightest influence on father,” I responded. “I think he often forgets that I exist. I shall certainly have less influence than ever now.”
“You have influence, but you won’t use it. Oh that I were his daughter!”
Augusta began to sniff again. Charley came into the room at that moment.
“I thought dinner was served,” he said.
He looked at Augusta.
“How do you do?” she said. “You are the son of the greatest of men.”