elephants held between them Stars and Wild Strawberries, by Christabel Caine, Carnation Flower, by Christabel Caine, Rocket Fire: Poems of War, by Christabel Caine, Fly in Amber, by Christabel Caine, O Fair Dove, by Christabel Caine. A bowl of sweet peas stood before a large photograph of Christabel letting off bubbles of's ilvery light, as a fish in an aquarium lets off bubbles of air. A grand picture, Uncle Johnnie thought. But I fear you'll never be a really great whimsical writer, because you can't very well be photographed smoking a pipe.
Susannah returned. "This is the part—hmm—let me see—yes, here: Thank you for your congratulations, dearest. Yes, it is exciting—we never dreamed of anything like this when you were starting me on my 'literary career,' did we? I hope my head won't be turned with all the lovely things you and all the rest of my kind, kind friends, known and unknown, are saying to me. It does make me proud, but at the same time it makes me very
