The Talk of the Town Page #5

I'm coming.

- Would you like some coffee?

- Thank you.

- Is that the way you like your eggs?

- Thank you, yes.

By the way, if you could arrange

to get out of my pyjamas...

...I'd take it as a great

personal favour.

Just as soon as

I clear things up a bit.

Please leave things as they are.

I intend to start right away.

What are you going to do

about your lunch and dinner?

Is there a good employment agency

in the town?

- Mrs. Hines. She's very good.

- Will you leave me her phone number?

- You want a cook, naturally.

- And a stenographer.

Would you object to both functions

being performed by one person?

Very advantageous.

You want it quiet,

no extraneous people tramping about.

Do I understand that you are

applying for this position?

Yes.

Judging by the last 12 hours...

...how quiet could the house be

with you in it?

You mustn't judge by that.

Take right now, for instance.

Nice and peaceful, isn't it?

Excuse me, please.

- Michael Lightcap?

- Yes, indeed. Telegram for you.

Professor Lightcap, for you.

Of course, if you get telegrams,

it's not my fault.

Bad news?

- It's from my man, Tilney.

- Is he arriving?

Not for a few days.

You see, it happens to be my birthday,

and Tilney always remembers it.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- Do I look 40 years old?

- Yes, you...

That is, in a way, you do.

Will you let me have

Mrs. Hines' number?

As I said, I represent

the perfect solution.

Cook and secretary.

$40 a week and board.

- I dictate 150 words a minute.

- Some think more slowly than others.

- Breakfast at 8, eggs every other day.

- No eggs tomorrow.

Lunch at 1, an hour for correspondence,

work from 3 to 6, dinner at 7.

How could you find time

for all of that?

I could cook while you're reading,

you see?

- I think someone more mature...

- Let me try. I'd love to work for you.

It'd be a mental holiday for me. You

only need a cook until your man arrives.

It'd be a shame

to hire a woman temporarily.

It doesn't matter to me. I'm a

teacher and this is my summer vacation.

Don't you agree with me?

You'll never regret this move.

Your clothes, Miss Shelley.

We got them here as quick as we could.

Take them right upstairs.

First door to the right.

Yes, ma'am.

I'll get out of these pyjamas.

Collect your thoughts.

When I come down,

you can plunge right into work.

The beginning is always

a little difficult.

Yes, sir.

Jot down this title:

The Relation of Literature to

Legislation in 18th-Century England.

Yes, sir.

The effects...

There's no need to say "Yes, sir."

No, sir.

The effects of literature

upon legislation...

...is a study that has long claimed

the interests of scientists...

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