It was decidedly exasperating.
There were others.

There were the editors who frankly told her that the business of a newspaper was to write what its customers wanted to read; and that the public, so far as they could judge, was just about fed up with plans for New Jerusalems at their expense.

And the editors who were prepared to take up any number of reforms, insisting only that they should be new and original and promise popularity.
And then she met Greyson.
It was at a lunch given by Mrs.Denton.

Greyson was a bachelor and lived with an unmarried sister, a few years older than himself.

He was editor and part proprietor of an evening paper.