"Why, that's no better than white slavery!" cried her mother.
"Oh, come now!" said Scholar Ross. "Miss Hanford will receive a
home and a hard-working husband on a fine new world with unlimited
opportunities."
Gloria Hanford snorted. "The term, 'unlimited opportunity' is just the
optimist's way of describing a situation that the pessimist would call,
'lack of modern conveniences.'"
"Well, Miss Hanford, you have your choice. One of three. Corrective
therapy and marriage with Bertram Harrison; total re-orientation; or
migration to Eden, Tau Ceti. I'll not ask for your decision now. Give
me your answer within thirty days."
"You can't force me!"
"No. I can't. All I can do is to point out your three avenues of future
travel--and then point out that I do have the means of making your
life so very inconvenient that you'll have no recourse but to make
your choice from among the three desirable possibilities. Desirable, I
must admit, means that which is most favorable to the furtherance of
domestic tranquility!"