When I returned from the concert I wrote, in my very best hand, a letter to Flauvic requesting the favor of his advice on a matter of fashion. I sent it that night, and to my surprise, an answer awaited me when I woke in the morning. In fact, two answers awaited: one, the plain paper I had grown used to seeing from my Unknown, and the second, a beautifully folded and sealed sheet of imported linen paper.
This second one I opened first, to find only a line, but Flauvic's handwriting was exquisite: He was entirely at my disposal, and I was welcome to consult him at any time.
The prospect was daunting and fascinating at the same time. Resolving to get that done directly after breakfast, I turned eagerly to the letter from the Unknown:
Well, I had to sit down and answer that.
I scrawled out two pages of thoughts, each following rapidly on the heels of its predecessor, until I discovered that the morning was already advancing.
This second one I opened first, to find only a line, but Flauvic's handwriting was exquisite: He was entirely at my disposal, and I was welcome to consult him at any time.
The prospect was daunting and fascinating at the same time. Resolving to get that done directly after breakfast, I turned eagerly to the letter from the Unknown:
Well, I had to sit down and answer that.
I scrawled out two pages of thoughts, each following rapidly on the heels of its predecessor, until I discovered that the morning was already advancing.
( Sherwood Smith )
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