Angel Page #2
- To publish my book, Mummy!
I've done it!
I'm going to be a writer!
I'm going to be a famous writer!
Ah!
(continues reading letter
very quickly)
"... market
for this kind of material...
"... depending, of course,
on the success
of the publication,
we would be happy
to consider any further..."
(continues reading: inaudible)
- Mr. Gilbright
will see you now.
- I know I'm late - I got lost
on the way from the station.
- Miss Deverell. Theo Gilbright.
Don't worry. Please sit down.
It must be your first time
in London.
- Yes.
- I have to say,
I was really expecting
someone a good deal older.
- You mean now you've seen me,
you won't publish my book?
- No, not at all.
Your age
is a delightful surprise.
Although I do have to say
that the style
and imaginative skill
of your novel
had all of us here guessing.
Some of us thought
"old lady in rural retreat,"
others were more inclined
towards "bald-headed man
in his fifties."
- Do I look like a man?
- No, it's just that, uh
- ahem -
we get a lot of submissions
under pseudonyms.
- Well, mine wasn't.
I've got nothing to hide.
I'm very proud of my book.
- Absolutely.
And do you think
- Oh, yes! I can let you have it
in a couple of weeks.
- Oh! And what will
the new book be about?
- It's about an actress.
- Are you interested
in the theatre, Miss Deverell?
- Not really.
I've never been.
- Well, I imagine
you must be a great reader.
- No. I don't have the time.
I prefer writing.
The minute I start,
my head's full of ideas.
- But you must at least have
some favourite authors.
- I quite like Shakespeare.
Except when
he's trying to be funny.
- Miss Deverell,
I personally find
your very special...
And I'm sure
many readers will too.
Which is why -
as I wrote to you -
we'd be delighted
to publish your novel.
Given one or two
minor adjustments.
- What adjustments?
- Well, for example, chapter nineteen:
your - ahem - description of childbirth
is a little on the shocking side.
I'm not sure the "pints of blood" passage
is strictly necessary.
- Then you clearly don't know
- No, but I am a father,
and I can assure you childbirth
is an extremely beautiful thing.
- That's because you're not the one bleeding.
- Now, chapter twenty-five.
Lady Irania's dinner party.
Just a detail, but you don't actually
need a corkscrew to open champagne.
- I think you're wrong.
- I don't think I am wrong, actually.
Well, look, it's nothing hugely important.
But what do you say: I give you
back the manuscript,
you make these changes
and then we publish.
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