Susie undressed in a daze. Famous firsts, she said to herself. The first time I’ve even seen a dead person. The first time I’ve ever been questioned by the police. I’ve made my first sale today. And I’ve had my first proposal.
She got into bed, and turned out the light. It was good to be in bed in the breezy dark. I’ll sleep well tonight, she thought. Then suddenly she remembered the report she should have written to Mr. Chiswick, and she turned on the light and sat up, worried and displeased with herself.
Too late to mail it tonight, she thought, but anyhow, I’ll write it. Her fountain pen was feeble, but she began with élan. “I have sold a course to Mrs. Percy Brett, and received a ten-dollar deposit.” All right! But shall I put in any of the other things? Mr. Brett being in jail, for
