You're real lazy Sunday mornings, and just want to sit
around and read the papers and leave the poor women--But
please tell me some more about your reading and all that."
"Well, I'll be all ready to go at nine-thirty.... I don't know;
why, I haven't done much reading. But I would like to travel
and--Say, wouldn't it be great to--I suppose I'm sort of a
kid about it; of course, a guy has to tend right to business,
but it would be great--Say a man was in Europe with--with--a
friend, and they both knew a lot of history--say, they both knew
a lot about Guy Fawkes (he was the guy that tried to blow up
the English Parliament), and then when they were there in London
they could almost think they saw him, and they could go round
together and look at Shelley's window--he was a poet at
Oxford--Oh, it would be great with a--with a friend."
"Yes, wouldn't it?... I wanted to work in the book department
one time. It's so nice your being--"
"Ready for Five Hundred?" bellowed Tom Poppins in the hall
below. "Ready partner--you, Wrenn?"
Tom was to initiate Mr.
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