"She was her father's daughter. It was said of her from the beginning. For one thing, Alma Whittaker looked exactly like Henry: ginger of hair, florid of skin, wide of brow, abundant of nose. What's more, Alma was clever like him. Sturdy, too. Never took ill. Stubborn. From the moment the girl learned to speak, she could not put an argument to rest. She wanted to understand the world, and she made a habit of chasing down information to its last hiding place, as though the fate of nations were at stake in every instance." -from THE SIGNATURE OF ALL THINGS