“You’re a wise child, Betty,” said he. “What do you really think of the newspaper business?”
“It’s a rotten business.”
“That’s frank, anyway.”
“Now I’ve hurt your feelings. Haven’t I?”
“Not a bit. Roused my curiosity: that’s all. Why do you think it a rotten business?”
“It’s so—so mean. It’s petty.”
“As for example?” he pressed.
“See what Gurney did to me—to the play,” she replied naïvely. “Just to be smart.”
“Whew! Talk about the feminine propensity for proving a generalization by a specific instance! Gurney is an old man reared in an old tradition. He isn’t metropolitan journalism.”
“He’s dramatic criticism,” she retorted.