Let us be content to go our own
ways in peace.
_P.E._ Yes, that's all very well for you and me, but what about the Chief?
How does he reconcile these absolutely conflicting standpoints? And what
does the public think of it all?
_L.E. (confidentially)._ Between you and me, the Chief knows his public.
And the public knows its papers. The last thing it wants from us is
consistency, which is always boring. Besides (_still more confidentially_),
the public doesn't take us quite so seriously as we like to pretend.
_P.E._ H'm, maybe you're right. As a matter of fact (_lowering his voice_)
I sometimes think I'm a bit of a Socialist myself.
_L.E._ Really? As for me (_conspiratorially_), I adore TENNYSON, and EZRA
POUND fills me with a secret wrath. Still, the public--
_P.E._ Ah, the public--! Have a drink?
[_They pledge each other. NOYES without. They disperse hurriedly._
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"In view of the serious shortage of female help, the United Boards of
Trade of Western Ontaria have been discussing proposals to encourage
the immigration of young women from Great Britain.
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