ABSTRACT
She all but leaped on me. "Did you see our advertisement?" she demanded in a harsh voice with a Southern accent. She was excitedly ingratiating.
It had closed a hundred doors to me, and left the Remington Company itself helpless before my inexperienced fate. I wondered then how people got experience. I found out afterward that they usually did it by lying. A convenient relative or friend was willing to certify that said stenographer had worked for him efficiently for the requisite year or two.
