. The one I knew the best of all : a memory of the mind of a child . \ 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 wh
. The one I knew the best of all : a memory of the mind of a child . \ 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
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