67, Viva women!, part 2

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The Bronze Giant was hoisted up with a crane and then anchored to the ground with ropes and stakes like Gulliver in Lilliput.

"What are you going to do with it alive?" asked Miss Craig.

"I want to check the internal structure," replied Theodore Roosevelt. "I think it's probably mechanical. Maybe it's a structure like an automaton."

"Is it just for research?"

"If replicating is possible, I would like to do so."

"What are you going to do with the duplication?"

"I'll form an army of bronze giants."

"Oh dear."




Pat Garrett's praised Bonnie. "Good job!"

Bonnie smiled brightly.

"You look just like my daughter," said Pat.

"Who is she?" asked Bonnie.

"Her name is Elizabeth. She's fifteen. She's attending a school for the blind in Texas."

"What do you mean?"

"She was born blind."

Pat replied lightly.

Bonnie felt sorry for asking the question. "I'm sorry about that..."

But Pat didn't seem to care.

"She's a tomboy. One time she said she was going to ride a wild horse." Instead of pitying the blind child, Pat spoke as if he was proud of it. "Of course I didn't allow it. Then I ordered my men to keep an eye on her. However, when my subordinate took my eyes off her for a moment, she got on a pony and went away."

Pat, who spoke lovingly about his daughter, was an ordinary father.

Bonnie smiled and said, "Sure, she and I are similar. I was doing the same thing. I think my parents had a hard time too."

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