`` like a century of not having to kneel and serve ? '' she would speak to him about that on the morrow . he said , his voice high-pitched but steady . it took us a long time to finally get it right , but now , the world is ours . then he wanted to go on vacation . a deep , dark sadness came over him . as different as the rest of her . charles , lord knows i love him like my own son , but he is quite dense . 