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smiling to himself. At last he turned to Denis.
"You write," he asked, "don't you?"
"Well, yes--a little, you know."
"How many words do you find you can write in an hour?"
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"Oh, you ought to, you ought to. It's most important."
Denis exercised his memory. "When I'm in good form," he said, " I
fancy I do a twelve-hundred-word review in about four hours. But
sometimes it takes me much longer."
Mr. Barbecue-Smith nodded. "Yes, three hundred words an hour at
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round on his heels, and confronted Denis again. "Guess how many
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"I can't imagine."
"No, but you must guess. Between five and half-past seven--
that's two and a half hours."
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"No, no, no." Mr. Barbecue-Smith's expanded face shone with
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"Fifteen hundred."
"No."
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Denis opened his eyes. "You must get a lot done in a day," he
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it, and began to talk softly and rapidly.
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inexperienced. Let me give you a little sound advice."
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"Inspiration..." Mr. Barbecue-Smith repeated.
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