It will be a grim business,
Gemmell, as you know, and if I am Sentimental Tommy through it all,
why grudge me my comic little strut?"
David said, "You can't take her to London."
"I shall take her to wherever she wants to go."
"There is one place only she wants to go to, and that is Double
Dykes."
"I am prepared to take her there."
"And your work?"
"It must take second place now. I must write; it is the only thing I
can do. If I could make a living at anything else I would give up
writing altogether."
"Why?"
"She would be pleased if she could understand, and writing is the joy
of my life--two reasons."
But the doctor smiled.
"You are right," said Tommy. "I see I was really thinking what a fine
picture of self-sacrifice I should make sitting in Double Dykes at a
loom!"
They talked of ways and means, and he had to admit that he had little
money. But the new book would bring in a good deal, David supposed.
"The manuscript is lost," Tommy replied, crushing down his agitation.
"Lost! When? Where?"
"I don't know. It was in the bag I left behind at St. Gian, and I
supposed it was still in it when the bag was forwarded to me here. I
did not look for more than a month.
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