A Daughter of To-Day by Sara Jeannette Duncan
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write for _Raffini_, for--for practice, you know--the
articles they print are really very bad--and afterward arrange to send Paris letters to some of the big American newspapers. I know a woman who does it I assure you she is quite stupid. And she is paid--but enormously!" Mr. Parke repressed his inclination to smile. "I believe that sort of thing over there is very much in the hands of the syndicates--McClure and those fellows," he said, "and they won't look at you unless you're known. I don't want to discourage you, Miss Bell, but it would take you at least a year to form a connection. You would have to learn Paris about five times as well as you fancy you know it already, and then you would require a special course of training to find out what to write about. And then, remember, you would have to compete with people who know every inch of the ground. Now if I can be of any assistance to you _en camarade_, you know, in the matter of your passage home--" "Thanks," Elfrida interposed quickly, "I'm not going home. If I can't write I can scrub, as I said. I must find out." She put out her hand. "I am sure there are not many of those fifteen minutes left," she said, smiling and quite undismayed. "I have to thank you very sincerely for--for sticking to the opinion you expressed when it was only a matter of theory. As soon as I justify it in practice I'll let you know." The correspondent of the _Daily Dial_ hesitated, looked |
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