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Guldstad.
And the paper's name will be—?
Falk.
Amor's Norse Chronicle of Archery.
Stiver [going nearer].
You're not in earnest, you will never stake
Your name and fame for such a fancy's sake!
Falk.
I'm in grim earnest. We are often told
Men cannot live on love; I'll show that this
Is an untenable hypothesis;
For Love will prove to be a mine of gold:
Particularly if Miss Jay, perhaps,
Will Mr. Strawman's "Life's Romance" unfold,
As appetising feuilleton, in scraps.
Strawman [in terror].
Merciful heaven! My "life's romance!" What, what!
When was my life romantic, if you please?
Miss Jay.
I never said so.
Stiver.
Witness disagrees.
