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A Word to the Wise, and Otherwise Charlene said, "Dad, you're 85 now. You're not going to live forever, you know." Dad said, "What's your point?" She said, "Do you want to—forgive the phrase—pass on anything? A tip? A caveat? After all these years, I still don't know what makes you tick." He said, "I'm your father. What more do you need to know? Here's something for you: I was born in Brooklyn. Does that help?" She said, "C'mon, Dad! Give me something I can hold onto." He said, "Give you something to hold onto? You never gave me 'something'—grandkids. I got nothing to say. Anyway, who cares what I got to say?" She said, "I do, for one." He said, "Well, one's the closest you can get to zero. You want a tip? Pass this on to your neighbor's grandkids: All you have to know is where your next meal is coming from."
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Chapter Noe 1

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it is true University acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters. “My dear Mr. Bennet,” said his lady to him one day, “have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?” Mr. Bennet replied that he had not. “But it is,” returned she; “for Mrs. Long has just been here, and she told me all about it.” Mr. Bennet made no answer. “Do not you want to know who has taken it?” cried his wife, impatiently. “You want to tell me, and I have no objection to hearing it.” This was invitation enough. “Why, my dear, you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise and foura to see the place, an...
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