Well, I told aunt. ’ Melusine knew it to be true. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. He stood up and she ushered him out of the small room. He had sold half a dozen short tales to thirdrate magazines; but this letter had been issued from a distinguished editorial room, of international reputation. One learns to sit up.
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