'Thirteen minutes--shall I do it?
There's a good local paper, the _Free Press_, and I have the offer of part-ownership.

I shall buy, if possible, and live in the country for a year or two, to pick up my health.

Can't say I love London.

Might get into country journalism for good.

Curse this torment!' In Tottenham Court Road, Rolfe bade his friend goodbye, and the cab rushed on..