”
“I’m so glad. You would
find things to laugh at even in Artemus Ward. She had
heard of women journalists, women writers, and so forth; but she was not even
admitted to the presence of the editors she demanded to see, and by no means
sure that if she had been she could have done any work they might have given
her. “They’re all doing great. . ’
‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’
‘I will ask—’
She broke off. The ball passed over his head, and
lodged in the ceiling. He talked about his
driver's license, how he would soon inherit his older
brother's BMW. But, hang it, I know it's good!"
"Of course it is!"
In the afternoon he began work on another tale. He declined supper, but
took wine. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell;
A carpenter he was by trade,
And money, I believe, he made.
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