The New York
house has accepted your series of eight detective stories, and will pay
you twenty-five dollars for each of them. The house will send you a
check from time to time, as they publish them. Leopold has accepted your
long story for the magazine published by the house for which he is
reader. He says Jameson will get your other story into one of the Sunday
papers, and he will have his dramatic version ready for production next
fall. He can't tell how much you will make out of these just yet; the
magazine pays by the page and the newspaper by the column, and, of
course, Jameson will give you part of his royalty, if he gets the play
on."
"Why, Mr. Sawyer, you are showering wealth upon me like another Count of
Monte Cristo."
"But you have not heard all," continued Quincy. "Leopold has placed your
two songs with a music publishing house, and you will get a royalty on
them in time. He says they don't pay any royalty on the first three
hundred copies, and perhaps they won't sell; the public taste on sheet
music is very fickle. Then, that composer, I can never remember his
name, is at work on your poem, 'The Lord of the Sea.
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