The Divine Fire by May Sinclair
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of Rickman's Special Quarterly Catalogues of a year back. He
remembered; it used to be sent regularly to old Sir Joseph Harden, their best customer. "My grandfather said these catalogues were models of their kind--they could only have been done by a scholar. He wanted the library catalogued on the same lines. It was to have been done in his lifetime--" "I wish it had been. I should have liked to have worked for Sir Joseph 'Arden." Stirred by the praise, and by a sudden recollection of Sir Joseph, he spoke with a certain emotion, so that an aitch went by the board. "Are you quite sure," said she, "that you know all about this sort of work?" Had she noticed that hideous accident? And did it shake her belief in his fitness for the scholarly task? "This _is_ my work. I made that catalogue. I have to make them every quarter, so it keeps my hand in." "Are you a quick worker?" "Yes, I can be pretty quick." "Could you finish my catalogue by the twenty-seventh? That's a little more than three weeks." |
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