Warrington guided her about the rooms on a tour of inspection.

He pointed out all the curios and told the history of each.

But the desk was the article which interested her most.
"And this is where you write?
Upon this desk plays have grown up?
Won't you give me a single sheet of manuscript to take home with me ?" "I certainly shall." He pulled out a drawer and found some old manuscript.

He selected a sheet, signed it, and gave it to her.
"I am rich!" the girl exclaimed.

"Signed manuscript from a real live author! I suppose that you receive tons of letters, some praising, some arguing, some from mere autograph fiends." "It's a part of the day's work." His face brightened.