"Shy?" echoed Jasmine. "If one feels it, one has only to get over it.
Is that the way to conquer difficulties, Daisy?--just to be baffled by
a little nervous feeling. No, I really want to fill the purse, and I
also wish to give the publishers what I am sure they must be always
looking for; for I have looked in vain, month after month, in several
magazines, and nowhere have I seen three or four pages of continual
blank verse. I suppose they can't get it, poor things! but they will
in my 'Flight of the Beautiful!'"
"_I_ think blank verse a little dull," said Daisy, softly, and half
under her breath; but, when Jasmine frowned, she added hastily, "Of
course you're splendidly brave, dear Jasmine; and who'll go with you
to the publisher's when you do go?"
"I've been considering that," said Jasmine; "and I think I'll take
Poppy. Poppy is to have a whole holiday on Tuesday next, because her
quarter's wages are due, and I'll ask her to come with me. She'd enjoy
it--Poppy would--and very likely in the evening I'll be able to tell
you and Primrose that I've made my first success. Oh, how happy and
how proud I shall be!"
A few minutes afterwards Jasmine went out, and Daisy wondered solemnly
if her bent in life was to keep on friendly terms with Mr.
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