I wish I had seen them at work together. Circumstances prevented me, and
it is only from Taplow that I know anything of what happened. He told me
that June used to come two or three times a week and stay for the whole
day, alternating the typing with fierce bouts of tennis.
_Was_ she succeeding? There came an evening in early April when she
banged at my door and demanded an interview. "I want to talk to you
about lots of things," she said, settling herself in my
bachelor-armchair and accepting a cigarette. The first thing,
apparently, was Karelsky's approaching visit to England. Had I heard
about it?