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"What for should they not?" "You can't have a typist prancing about with clients at this time of night." "It's airly yet," said Mr. Mactavish James mildly, continuing to turn over the pages of the Law Journal. "We've not had our dinners yet. Though from the way the smell of victuals is roaring up the back stairs we shouldn't be long." "Father, people were looking at them.
"I came about the typewriting," she said. Smith looked at her with interest. "Are you the nominee?" "I beg your pardon?" "Do you come from Mrs. Oakley?" "Yes." "Then all is well. The decks have been cleared against your coming. Consider yourself engaged as our official typist. By the way, can you type?" Betty laughed. This was certainly not the awkward interview she had been picturing in her mind.
Slotman's inner office he and his friend, Mr. James Bloomberg, lighted expensive cigars. "So the pretty typist has gone, of course?" said Bloomberg. Slotman started. "You mean ?" "Miss Meredyth; I've heard about her." "About her. What?" Bloomberg drew at his cigar. "Of course you know she's come into money, a pot of money and a fine place down in the country.
Not only was she an able typist, but she was an exceedingly wholesome, handsome and worthy young woman. I think I came to like her with genuine resolution when I discovered that she could spell correctly and had the additional knack of uniting my stray infinitives with stubborn purposefulness, as well as the ability to administer my grammar with tact and discretion.
"Oh dear!" cried the little Russian typist. "And my mother!... What ever shall I do? She'll hear reports and think that I'm being murdered. I shall never get across." "You'd better stay with me to-night, Miss Peredonov," said Peroxide firmly. "My flat's quite close here in Gagarinsky. We shall be delighted to have you." "You can telephone to your mother, Miss Peredonov," said Burrows.
These are the chatterboxes who will tell you how they got up, cut themselves shaving, ate sausages, spilt the tea, and nearly missed the train in which they began to read the latest work of Benedetto Croce, which, unluckily, having got into conversation with a pretty typist or a humorous bagman, they quite forgot, left in the carriage, and so can tell you no more about.
Both the creative writer and the typist, in their respective spheres, are merely finding outlets for their powers in the direction of least resistance. The tendency of women at the present day to undertake certain forms of labour, proves only that in the crabbed, walled-in, and bound conditions surrounding woman at the present day, these are the lines along which action is most possible to her.
Brian thought that Auntie Sue seemed a little nervous and excited as she spoke, but he attributed it to her combined interest in the book and in the proposed typist. The man could not know the real cause of his gentle old companion's agitation, nor with what anxiety she had considered the matter for many days before she announced her plan.
He would have to secure the services of a typist and a typewriter: that could be arranged later on. He placed them aside and opened a newspaper. He was accustomed enough now to his situation to be able to take an interest in the news of the day.
If on the other hand, the utility of having a sixth typist seems to you worth much more than her pay, the chances are that you will be well advised to consider the employment of a seventh. And so, where you stop employing further typists, the utility to you of the last one, of the "marginal typist" as it were, is unlikely to differ greatly from her pay.
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