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"
Please
find
herewith
a
contract
in
duplicate
for
your
next
book
which
we
have
taken
the
liberty
of
forwarding
to
you
.
You
will
please
note
that
we
have
increased
your
royalties
to
twenty
per
cent
,
which
is
about
as
high
as
a
conservative
publishing
house
dares
go
.
If
our
offer
is
agreeable
to
you
,
please
fill
in
the
proper
blank
space
with
the
title
of
your
book
.
We
make
no
stipulations
concerning
its
nature
.
Any
book
on
any
subject
.
If
you
have
one
already
written
,
so
much
the
better
.
Now
is
the
time
to
strike
.
The
iron
could
not
be
hotter
.
"
"
On
receipt
of
signed
contract
we
shall
be
pleased
to
make
you
an
advance
on
royalties
of
five
thousand
dollars
.
You
see
,
we
have
faith
in
you
,
and
we
are
going
in
on
this
thing
big
.
We
should
like
,
also
,
to
discuss
with
you
the
drawing
up
of
a
contract
for
a
term
of
years
,
say
ten
,
during
which
we
shall
have
the
exclusive
right
of
publishing
in
book
-
form
all
that
you
produce
.
But
more
of
this
anon
.
"
Martin
laid
down
the
letter
and
worked
a
problem
in
mental
arithmetic
,
finding
the
product
of
fifteen
cents
times
sixty
thousand
to
be
nine
thousand
dollars
.
He
signed
the
new
contract
,
inserting
"
The
Smoke
of
Joy
"
in
the
blank
space
,
and
mailed
it
back
to
the
publishers
along
with
the
twenty
storiettes
he
had
written
in
the
days
before
he
discovered
the
formula
for
the
newspaper
storiette
.
And
promptly
as
the
United
States
mail
could
deliver
and
return
,
came
Singletree
,
Darnley
&
Co
.
’
s
check
for
five
thousand
dollars
.
"
I
want
you
to
come
down
town
with
me
,
Maria
,
this
afternoon
about
two
o
’
clock
,
"
Martin
said
,
the
morning
the
check
arrived
.
"
Or
,
better
,
meet
me
at
Fourteenth
and
Broadway
at
two
o
’
clock
.
I
’
ll
be
looking
out
for
you
.
"
At
the
appointed
time
she
was
there
;
but
shoes
was
the
only
clew
to
the
mystery
her
mind
had
been
capable
of
evolving
,
and
she
suffered
a
distinct
shock
of
disappointment
when
Martin
walked
her
right
by
a
shoe
-
store
and
dived
into
a
real
estate
office
.
What
happened
thereupon
resided
forever
after
in
her
memory
as
a
dream
.
Fine
gentlemen
smiled
at
her
benevolently
as
they
talked
with
Martin
and
one
another
;
a
type
-
writer
clicked
;
signatures
were
affixed
to
an
imposing
document
;
her
own
landlord
was
there
,
too
,
and
affixed
his
signature
;
and
when
all
was
over
and
she
was
outside
on
the
sidewalk
,
her
landlord
spoke
to
her
,
saying
,
"
Well
,
Maria
,
you
won
’
t
have
to
pay
me
no
seven
dollars
and
a
half
this
month
.
"
Maria
was
too
stunned
for
speech
.
"
Or
next
month
,
or
the
next
,
or
the
next
,
"
her
landlord
said
.
She
thanked
him
incoherently
,
as
if
for
a
favor
.
And
it
was
not
until
she
had
returned
home
to
North
Oakland
and
conferred
with
her
own
kind
,
and
had
the
Portuguese
grocer
investigate
,
that
she
really
knew
that
she
was
the
owner
of
the
little
house
in
which
she
had
lived
and
for
which
she
had
paid
rent
so
long
.
