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,: Dear Sirs."
Clayton Spencer met her late in December, walking feverishly along
with a book under her arm, and a half-desperate look in her eyes.
He felt a little thrill when he saw her, which should have warned
him but did not.
She did not even greet him. She stopped and held out her book to
him.
"Take it!" she said. "I've thrown it away twice, and two wretched
men have run after me and brought it back."
He took it and glanced at it.
"Spelling! Can't you spell?"
"Certainly I can spell," she said with dignity. "I'm a very good
speller. Clay, there isn't an "i" in business, is there?"
"It is generally considered necessary to have two pretty good eyes
in business." But he saw then that she was really rather despairing.
"There is, one 'i,'" he said. "It seems foolish, doesn't it?
Audrey dear, what are you trying to do? For heaven's sake, if it's
money?"
"It isn't that. I have enough. Honestly, Clay, I just had some
sort of an idea that I'd been playing long enough.


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