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A New Poster
but that he should in future use no other pen on that account. The
ugly boy, who was occupied with his savoury, said nothing; the
debutante, who had passed it, asked a simple question as though she
wished for information.
“ What has a black lady or a black tree got to do with Milton or
a fountain pen
“ Oh, nothing. It has got to advertise it, that’s all,” said the
artist, smiling indulgently.
The ugly boy, who was now at liberty, said it was howling
cheek of the painter chap to stick different things on a scarlet
sheet and call it an advertisement for something that wasn’t:
there.
“ Perhaps,” said his vis-a-vis with his irritating amiability.
“ I suppose you would have a penholder and a fountain with no-
background at all ? That would be quite obvious of course.”
“ What is a fountain pen ? ” asked Mrs. Milton, who had an
idea that the general conversation was not being a success^
There were three more or less inaccurate definitions at once ; she
selected Margaret’s, and smiled across at her.
“ Margaret always knows these things,” she told the others..
“ Margaret is literary, and makes one feel dreadfully frivolous
sometimes.”
Dicky Askew looked sad and felt that he could not talk any
more about the comic papers. The ugly boy’s literature was.
mainly pink. Margaret blushed and looked pleased, and said,.
“Oh, no,” and added something irrelevant about Milton and the
Puritan movement which suggested Macaulay.
“ Margaret is still so deliciously young,” sighed Mrs. Angelo..
“ How nice to be at the age of local examinations when one
hasn’t forgotten all about Milton and those improving people !
Really, it is as much as one can do now to get through the books
of
A New Poster
but that he should in future use no other pen on that account. The
ugly boy, who was occupied with his savoury, said nothing; the
debutante, who had passed it, asked a simple question as though she
wished for information.
“ What has a black lady or a black tree got to do with Milton or
a fountain pen
“ Oh, nothing. It has got to advertise it, that’s all,” said the
artist, smiling indulgently.
The ugly boy, who was now at liberty, said it was howling
cheek of the painter chap to stick different things on a scarlet
sheet and call it an advertisement for something that wasn’t:
there.
“ Perhaps,” said his vis-a-vis with his irritating amiability.
“ I suppose you would have a penholder and a fountain with no-
background at all ? That would be quite obvious of course.”
“ What is a fountain pen ? ” asked Mrs. Milton, who had an
idea that the general conversation was not being a success^
There were three more or less inaccurate definitions at once ; she
selected Margaret’s, and smiled across at her.
“ Margaret always knows these things,” she told the others..
“ Margaret is literary, and makes one feel dreadfully frivolous
sometimes.”
Dicky Askew looked sad and felt that he could not talk any
more about the comic papers. The ugly boy’s literature was.
mainly pink. Margaret blushed and looked pleased, and said,.
“Oh, no,” and added something irrelevant about Milton and the
Puritan movement which suggested Macaulay.
“ Margaret is still so deliciously young,” sighed Mrs. Angelo..
“ How nice to be at the age of local examinations when one
hasn’t forgotten all about Milton and those improving people !
Really, it is as much as one can do now to get through the books
of