H. de Vere Stacpoole and Margaret Stacpoole

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H. de Vere Stacpoole and Margaret Stacpoole The man who found himself (Smith's Magazine 1920… (1920)

They lunched together and discussed dogs, girls, and mutual friends. It was like old times again, but over the liqueurs and over the cigarette smoke there suddenly appeared to Bobby the vision of Tozer. He said good-by to the affluent one and departed. “I've got to work,” said he.
His momentary lapse from the direction of the target only served to pull him together, and it seemed, now, as though the luncheon and the lapse had made things easier. He told himself that if he hadn't brains enough to scare up some sort of plot for a six-shilling novel, he had better drown himself.
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H. de Vere Stacpoole and Margaret Stacpoole The man who found himself (Smith's Magazine 1920… (1920)

Bobby was an orphan, an Oxford man, without a degree, and with a taste for literature and fine clothes. He was absolutely irresponsible. Five hundred a year, derived from a relative, of whose only sister he was the son, and an instinct for bridge that was worth another two hundred and fifty, supported Bobby in a sort of lame way, assisted by friends, confiding tailors, and bootmakers, and a genial money lender who was also a cigar merchant.
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H. de Vere Stacpoole and Margaret Stacpoole The man who found himself (Smith's Magazine 1920… (1920)

Oxford! Oh, grander and grander! The book should begin at Oxford with a fresh and vigorous picture of university life. Tozer would come in and a host of others. Then, after Oxford—ah, there was the rub! The story that had begun so brightly suddenly ceased. A character and a situation do not make a story.
They had reached the bank—as if by derision. He got off the omnibus and got on a westbound one harking back to the land he knew. He remembered the expression “racking one's brains to find a plot.”
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