"Is she nice ?" "She's mighty clever, and she's nice enough, too, though the kind of journalism that women do isn't the most dignified.

And she's one of the best girls I know, with lots of sense." "It must be very interesting," said Miss Triscoe, with little interest in the way she said it.

"I suppose you're quite a little community by yourselves." "On the paper ?" "Yes." "Well, some of us know one another, in the office, but most of us don't.
There's quite a regiment of people on a big paper.

If you'd like to come out," Burnamy ventured, "perhaps you could get the Woman's Page to do." "What's that ?" "Oh, fashion; and personal gossip about society leaders; and recipes for dishes and diseases; and correspondence on points of etiquette." He expected her to shudder at the notion, but she merely asked, "Do women write it ?" He laughed reminiscently.

"Well, not always.