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know quite well that if I refused to play fair and chose to stick on here in New York and try again, dad would go on staking me. That's the sort of man he is. But I wouldn't do it for a million Broadway successes. I've had my chance, and I've foozled; and now I'm going back to make him happy by being a real live member of the firm. And the queer thing about it is that last night I hated the idea, and this morning, now that I've got you, I almost look forward to it.' He gave a little shiver. 'And yet--I don't know. There's something rather gruesome still to my near-artist soul in living in luxury on murdered piggies. Have you ever seen them persuading a pig to play the stellar role in a Boyd Premier Breakfast-Sausage? It's pretty ghastly. They string them up by their hind legs, and--b-r-r-r-r!' 'Never mind,' said Elizabeth soothingly. 'Perhaps they don't mind it really.' 'Well, I don't know,' said James Boyd, doubtfully. 'I've watched them at it, and I'm bound to say they didn't seem any too well pleased.' 'Try not to think of it.' 'Very well,' said James dutifully. There came a sudden shout from the floor above, and on the heels of it a shock-haired youth in pyjamas burst into the apartment. 'Now what?' said James. 'By the way, Miss Herrold, my fiancee; Mr Briggs--Paul Axworthy Briggs, sometimes known as the Boy Novelist. What's troubling you, Paul?' Mr Briggs was stammering with excitement. 'Jimmy,' cried the Boy Novelist, 'what do you think has happened! A black cat has just come into my apartment. I heard him mewing outside the door, and opened it, and he streaked in. And I started my new novel last night! Say, you _do_ believe this thing of black cats bringing luck, don't you?' 'Luck! My lad, grapple that cat to your soul with hoops of steel. He's the greatest little luck-bringer in New York. He was boarding with me till this morning.' 'Then--by Jove! I nearly forgot to ask--your play was a hit? I haven't seen the papers yet' 'Well, when you see them, don't read the notices. It was the worst frost Broadway has seen since Columbus's time.' 'But--I don't understand.' 'Don't worry. You don't have to. Go back and fill that cat with fish, or she'll be leaving you. I suppose you left the door open?' 'My God!' said the Boy Novelist, paling, and dashed for the door. 'Do you think Joseph _will_ bring him luck?' said Elizabeth, thoughtfully. 'It depends what sort of luck you mean. J
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