How are things going with you ?" "Well, I've kept busy since I saw you in Fraserville.

But I seem doomed to be a newspaper man in spite of myself.

I like it well enough, but I think I told you I started out with some hope of landing in the law." "Yes, I remember.

I'm afraid the trouble with you is that you're too good a reporter.

That sketch you wrote of me proved that.