30/33 And--we're intimate enough friends, you and I, for me to confess it--so do our dearest Barbara and old Jaff, and you yourself, when you want to know how I'm getting on. Look, dear old Hilary"-- he laughed again and threw himself into an armchair--"giving birth to a book isn't very much unlike giving birth to a baby. It's analogical in all sorts of ways. Well, some women, as soon as the thing is started, can talk quite freely--sweetly and delicately--I haven't a word to say against them--to all their women friends about it. |