Dear Carroll:
I'm sending you your delayed proofs, and by way of apology and distraction, the volume of verse which has created such a sensation in literary and critical circles—those two kingdoms which occasionally overlap—but are not always completely allied. I feel certain that you and Mavis will enjoy Richard Warren. Old and sedate as I have grown with the years, I must confess that he has made my pulses quicken and my heart take on something of its youth again.
With warmest remembrances to you both,
Faithfully yours,
John Denton
I gave the letter back to father.
"It must be some book!" I remarked with awe, if slangily.
Father raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"Mr. Denton—and 'quickened pulses'?" I quoted with a rising inflection.
"Why not?" interrogated my parent. "A contemporary of mine, and, Mavis, you must admit, an admirer of yours—"