W. I got that letter, Mr. Powers. I hardly expected that.
P. They never do expect it.
W. What are your reasons for rejecting my great book, “The Governor’s Daughter?”
P. Because we did not want it.
W. Sir, you are insulting.
P. Very well, abuse me if you choose. I’m only an employé. I have to be polite.
W. But has an author no rights? Must he go on forever like the Wandering Jew and never be told anything? If I were your tailor you would tell me what was the matter.
P. It costs more to put a book to press than it does a coat.
W. I could possibly fix up the book or write one that would please you.