You see the dignified way in which he ad
dresses me as 'madam'?"
"I see," said Mr. Worthington reflectively.
"I'm sure," said Linda with demure lips, though the eyes above
them were blazing and dancing at high tension, "I'm sure that the
editor is attaching a husband, and a house having a well-ordered
kitchen, and rather wide culinary experience to that 'dear
madam.'"
"And what about this book proposition?" asked the banker gravely.
"That would be a big thing for a girl of your age. Can you do
it, and continue your school work?"
"With the background I have, with the unused material I have, and
with vacation coming before long, I can do it easily," said
Linda. "My school work is not difficult for me. It only
requires concentration for about two hours in the preparation
that each day brings. The remainder of the time I could give to
amplifying and producing new recipes."
"I see," said the banker. "So you have resolved, Linda, that you
don't want your editor to know your real name."
"Could scarcely be done," said Linda.
"But have you stopped to think," said the banker, "that you will
be asked for personal history and about your residence, and no
doubt a photograph of yourself. If you continue this work
anonymously you're going to have trouble with more matters than
cashing a cheque."
"But I am not going to have any trouble cashing a cheque," she
said, "because I have come straight to the man whose business is
cheques.
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