“The aristocrats are positively mad for comets, but most don’t have the time or interest in doing the work. I’ll search the skies and chart observations, and then I’ll find a patron willing to pay me for the effort.” “So you’ll find the comet, and this patron claims it as his discovery? That sounds highly unjust.” “I’m not interested in it for the glory. A woman of my station has to be more practical than that.” “So you intend to be an astronomical mercenary. I’m impressed.”
Ooof. That so key and painful practicality.
