It's the one year anniversary of my arrival in London. Would you believe not one letter has been sent to me from Boston? I'm kept too busy with my research to mope, but part of me still cares what my family thinks of me. My sister Anna must be married by now. For all I know I could be an aunt. Still, I made my choice........and my pride prevents me from going back.
The board was hesitant to hear me out at first, but Mrs. Beckensfield insisted. Not out of kindness, mind you, but because a female scientist was a sort of exotic in England. If she wasn't one of the leading board members she'd be nothing more than an upper class gossip. I loath them all, for different reasons. All but Mr. Carew perhapses and Mr. Stride. Yes, they seem a gentlemanly sort.
The moment I presented my case, however, their interests changed. Lord Savage was particularly interested being an older man. The only one who opposed was the Bishop of Basingstock. He claimed my experiments unchristian. The board over ruled him.
Lately though, I've been wondering if he was right? I've been toying with Mendel's idea of genes in an attempt to enhance the human body. Think of it! To have the speed of an African cheetah and the strength of an elephant! Naturally these two genes wouldn't work together. Strength increases muscle that would ultimately collapse the limber muscles of a fast runner. I also don't have access to those sort of genes. I'll have to make do with what we have in England.
But is it right? I've been so wrapped up in whether I could do this that i haven't stopped to think whether or not I should......
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