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"I am " Grindley junior was about to add "well educated"; but divining that education was a topic not pleasing at the moment to the ears of Helvetia Appleyard, had tact enough to substitute "not a fool. I can earn my own living; and I should like to get away." "It seems to me " said the sub-editor. "Now, Tommy I mean Jane," warned her Peter Hope.
This was his unique and perfect opportunity, the only sort of opportunity that he was not likely to let slip. Quem Deus vult perdere prius dementat; and it really looked as if madness had come upon Rickman in the loneliness and intoxication of his power. That was what he did he, the sub-editor. Of the paragraph the less said the better.
Burton put down just what he saw as he moved about the city, for ten days following, and without a word of criticism the sub-editor paid him ten guineas a time and encouraged him to come again. Burton, however, decided upon a few days' rest. Not that the work was any trouble to him; on the contrary it was all too ridiculously easy.
"Seen a ghost?" "Worse than that, sir. Read this!" said the sub-editor, in a shaking voice, throwing the slip down on the desk. "My God, what's this?" said the editor, as he ran his eye along the slip. "'Portsmouth bombarded from the air. Hillsea, Portsmouth, Gilkicker and Southsea Castle destroyed. Practically defenceless. Fleet Reserve Squadrons sailing."
In Fleet Street he was known as a writer upon whom a sub-editor could depend; a furnisher of what got to be called "buppy" matter which is paid at a slightly higher rate than ordinary copy, because the length and quality of it never vary. Outside Fleet Street he was regarded simply as a literary light; Annesley Bupp, the fellow whose name you saw in every paper; an accepted author.
Besides having contributed to almost every paper in London, from the Times downwards, Sands had held positions as editor and sub-editor of numerous journals. But he had lost each one in turn, and was beginning to understand that he was fated to die of poverty, and was beginning to grow tired of the useless struggle.
On the day I ate at the restaurant, my cicerone pointed out at the dining table two professors of the University faculty, a lawyer in good standing, a photographer, and a sub-editor of one of the daily papers, who were his personal acquaintances.
The third chapter is "taken up with the humours of a local cricket match." Thank you, Mr. Sub-editor. I feel I owe you gratitude. She is staying at the useful Lady Mary's place in Yorkshire. She meets Basil by accident one morning while riding alone. That is the advantage of having an American girl for your heroine. Like the British army: it goes anywhere and does anything.
Smith. You have eight thousand pounds! We owe you that for your articles. Just come here a moment. Enter Jones. Mrs Smith my wife. This is our sub-editor, dear Mr Jones. Where did you get that stocking? It's one he wears when he goes bicycling. Jones. No; I misled you this afternoon, chief. This stocking was all the luggage I had when I first entered the Leamington workhouse. My son!
She had long been on confidential terms with the Snake proprietor, and she spoke to him now with the candor of an old friend. "Dear me, what do you expect of me!" he almost whimpered. "I'm not to blame! The paragraph was inserted without my knowledge by my sub-editor he's away just now, and there! why?" he cried with sudden defiance, "why don't you ask Sir Francis Lennox about it?
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