. The one I knew the best of all : a memory of the mind of a child . take more. Andyou can go on writing them all your life. And just at that moment—as if it had been ar-ranged like a scene in a play, one of the Boyscame in. It was the elder one, and rather an inti-mate of the Small Person, of whom he was reallyquite fond, though he considered her Romantic,and having a strong sense of humor, his witticismson the subject of the stories had been well worthhearing. Whats up? he said. What is the matterwith you all ? Come out on the Porch, said the Small Per-son. Why she was suddenly overwhelmed w
. The one I knew the best of all : a memory of the mind of a child . take more. Andyou can go on writing them all your life. And just at that moment—as if it had been ar-ranged like a scene in a play, one of the Boyscame in. It was the elder one, and rather an inti-mate of the Small Person, of whom he was reallyquite fond, though he considered her Romantic,and having a strong sense of humor, his witticismson the subject of the stories had been well worthhearing. Whats up? he said. What is the matterwith you all ? Come out on the Porch, said the Small Per-son. Why she was suddenly overwhelmed with asort of shyness, which embraced even Mammaand Edith, she could not have told. Well, he said, when they stood outside. Ive just had a letter, said the Small Person,awkwardly. Its—its from an Editor. An Editor! he repeated. What does thatmean ? I sent him one of my stories, she went on,feeling that she was getting red. And hewouldnt believe 1 had written it, and he wroteand asked me to send another, I suppose to prove 324 The One I Knew the Best of All fv^. \ I could do it. And I wrote another—and sent he has accepted them both, and sent methirty-five dollars. Thirty-five dollars! he exclaimed, staring ather. And So Sh-e Did 325 Yes, she answered. Heres the check. And she held it out to him. He took it and looked at it, and broke into agood-natured, delighted, boyish laugh. Well, by Jove ! said he, looking at her, half-amused and half-amazed. Thats first-class,isnt it? By Jove! Yes, she said, it is. And they want somemore. And I am going to write some—as manyas I can—a whole lot! And so she did. But she had crossed the delicate, impalpabledividing line. And after that, Life itself began,and memories of her lose the meaning which at-taches itself to the memories of the Mind of aChild. THE END.
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