AN ENCOUNTER WITH AN INTERVIEWER
T HE nervous, dapper, " peart " young man took the chair I offered him, and said he was connected with the Daily Thunderstorm, and added:
" Hoping it's no harm, I've come to interview you."
" Come to what?"
"Ah! I see. Yes — yes. Um ! Yes — yes."
I was not feeling bright that morning. Indeed, my powers seemed a bit under a cloud. However, I went to the bookcase, and when I had been looking six or seven minutes, I found I was obliged to refer to the young man. I said:
' How do you spell it?"
"Oh, my goodness! what do you want to spell it for?"
"I don't want to spell it; I want to see what it means."
"Well, this is astonishing, I must say. 7* can tell you what it means, if you — if you —"
" Oh, all right! That will answer, and much obliged to you, too."
"In, in, ter, ter, inter—"
" Then you spell it with an If"