Something the Cat Dragged In (27 page)
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Authors: Charlotte MacLeod
“Thanks for telling me, Professor. I figured it had to be something like that. So I guess I’d better go ahead with what I’ve been thinking about. What I’d like to do is keep maybe ten thousand dollars for each of my five grandchildren to give ’em a little nestegg, and turn the rest over to your Endowment Fund. If that’s all right with you, Mr. President.”
“Hell, yes. Decent of you, Bulfinch. Call it the Bulfinch Grant.”
“Shucks, I wouldn’t want you to do that. You could call it the Ungley Grant, I suppose. After my mother,” Bulfinch added quickly as he saw the thunderclouds gathering around Svenson’s brow. “See, I don’t have any use for that kind of money. I’ve got my pension from the plant, and my job here with Security. And a good home with Betsy, if she’ll let me stay on.”
Edmund yawned, stretched, crouched, took off from Fred Ottermole’s left thigh, and made a neat landing on Bulfinch’s lap. Mrs. Lomax gave her cat a nod of perfect understanding.
“Oh, I daresay we can put up with you awhile longer. Come along, Edmund, you can’t stay down here pestering. I’ll have your dinner on the table at twelve “o’clock sharp, Alonzo. In the meantime, you go to bed and get some sleep. I’m going to call Silvester right this minute and tell him he’d better put you on the day shift for a while or I’ll know the reason why. A man your age, traipsing around in the cold all night long. Land’s sake, you’re beginning to look like something the cat dragged in.”
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