He laughed.
"Collectors will pay fancy prices for copies of that same little siege newspaper, at auctions yet to be."
"I've thought of that," she confessed. "But, oh! I could make it so much more spicy if you'd only give me a freer hand."
His hazel eyes had a smile in them. "I know you think me an editorial martinet."
"You blue-pencil out of my poor paragraphs everything that's interesting."
"No personalities shall be published in a paper I control."
"The Reading Public adore personalities and puerilities."
"They can go to the Daily Whale for them, then."
"Isn't that rather a personal remark?"
"Let me say that if you are occasionally personal, you are never, under any circumstances, anything but clever."