Richard saw
it all, though he did his best to settle down to his work again and
pursue it with an air of absorption.
Roberta went to a cupboard which opened from under bookshelves, and drew
therefrom a small portable typewriter. This she set upon a table beside
a window at right angles from Richard and all of twenty feet away from
him; she could hardly have put a greater distance between them. The
Judge drew up a chair for her; she removed the cover from the compact
little machine, and nodded at him. He placed his own chair beside her
table and sat down, copy in hand.
"This is going to be a rather difficult business," said he. "There are
many points where I wish to indicate slight changes as we go along. I
can't attempt to read the copy to you, but should like to have you give
me the opening words of each paragraph as you come to it. I think I can
recall those which contain the points for revision."
The work began. That is to say, work at the typewriter side of the room
began, and in earnest. From the first stroke of the keys it was evident
that the Judge had called to his aid a skilled worker. The steady,
smooth clicking of the machine was interrupted only at the ends of
paragraphs, when the Judge listened to the key words of the succeeding
lines.
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