Every once in a while I get an e-mail that has a subject line such as, "Her grudge against Paula had been revived, and her very tones betrayed that it grew stronger with every word she spoke which had any reference to the girl", and I have to open the e-mail because I'm dumb enough to risk whatever the consequences out of curiosity (and I enjoy a good story). I particularly enjoy the end of said story. The following is the body of that very e-mail:Perhaps it was chiefly with a diplomatic design to linger and ingratiate himself that Deronda patted the boys head, saying "What is your name, sir?"
"Jacob Alexander Cohen", said the small man, with much ease and distinctness.
"You are not named after your father, then."
"No, after my grandfather, he sells knives and razors and scissors my grandfather does", said Jacob, wishing to impress the stranger with that high connection. He gave me this knife.
Oh, well it's not as funny as the first time I read it.
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