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Ose it to her?" "I wish I knew what to suggest," Rattray returned; "but
we might talk it over with her--when she's had time to take off her
bonnet." Ten minutes later Elfrida was laughing at their ambitions. "A
success?" she exclaimed. "Oh yes! I mean to have a success--one day! But
not yet--oh no! First I must learn to write a line decently, then a
paragraph, then a page. I must wait, oh, a very long time--ten years
perhaps. Five, anyway." "Oh, if you do that," protested Golightly Ticke,
"it will be like decanted champagne. A success at nineteen--"
"Twenty-one," corrected Elfrida. "Twenty-one if you like--is a sparkling
success. A success at thirty-one is--well, it lacks the accompaniments."
"You are a great deal too exacting, Miss Bell," Rattray put in; "those
things you do for us are charming, you know they are." "You are very
good to say so. I'm afraid they're only frivolous scraps." "My opinion
is this," Rattray went on sturdily. "You only want material. Nobody can
make bricks without straw--to sell--and very few people can evolve books
out of the air that any publisher will look at it. You get material for
your scraps, and you treat it unconventionally, so the scraps supply a
demand. It's a demand that's increasing every day--for fresh,
unconventional matter. Your ability to treat the scraps proves your
ability to do more sustained work if you could find it. Get the material
for a book, and I'll guarantee you'll do it well." Elfrida looked from
one to the other with bright eyes. "What do you suggest?" she said, with
a nervous little laugh. She had forgotten that she meant to wait ten
years. "That's precisely the difficulty," said Golightly, running his
fingers through his hair. "We mu
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