limax, over which he looked at Hilda in warm, frank
expansion.
"Overworked, too, I daresay," she said, and then went on a trifle
hurriedly. "Well, I must tell you, Mr. Sinclair, how kind your criticism
always is, and how much I personally appreciate it. None of the little
points and effects one tries to make seem to escape you, and you are
always generous in the matter of space too."
Molyneux impartially threw out his hand. "I believe in it!" he
exclaimed. "Honour where honour is due, Miss Howe, and the Stanhope
Company has given me some very enjoyable evenings. And you'll hardly
believe me, but it is a fact, I assure you, I seldom get a free hand
with those notices. Suicidal to the interests of the paper as it is, the
editor insists as often as not on cutting down my theatre copy!"
"Cuts it down, does he? The brute!" said Miss Howe.
"I've known him sacrifice a third of it for an indigo market report.
Now, I ask you, who reads an indigo market report? Nobody. Who wants to
know how Jimmy Finnigan's--how the Stanhope Company's latest novelties
went off? Everybody. Of course, when he does that sort of thing, I make
it warm for him next morning?"
The door again opened and admitted a harassed little Babu in spectacles,
bearing a sheaf of proof slips, who advanced timidly into the middle of
the room and paused.
"In a few minutes, Babu," said Mr. Sinclair; "I am engaged."
"It iss the Council isspeech of the Legal Member, sir, and it iss to go
at five p.m. to his house for last correction."
"Presently, Babu. Don't interrupt. As I was saying, Miss Howe, I make it
warm for him till he apologises. I must say he always apologises, and I
don't often ask more than that. But I was obliged to tell him the last
time that if it happened again one of us would have to go."
"What did he say to that?"
"I don't exactly remember. But it had a tremendous effect--tremendous.
We became good friends almost immediately."
"Quite so. We miss you when you don't come, Mr. Sinclair--last Saturday
night, for example."
"I HAD to go to the Surprise Party. Jimmy came here with tears in his
eyes that morning. 'My show is tumbling to pieces,' he said. 'Sinclair,
you've got to come to-night.' Made me dine with him--wouldn't let me
out of his sight. We had to send a reporter to you and Llewellyn that
night."
"Mr. Sinclair, the notice made me weep."
"I know. All that about the costumes. But what can you expect? The man
is as black
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