Leonard Merrick

Name: The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories — The Lady of Lyons'
Author: Leonard Merrick

The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

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“The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories — The Lady of Lyons'”, published in 1919, is a work by Leonard Merrick. It explores elements such as Robert, poet and Hutton.

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ It had been decided that he should watch the iron in the neighbourhood, so that Mr. Hutton might extend a guiding hand without discomfort, and an office was rented in Eastcheap. Eastcheap is a sour-smelling thoroughfare into which dirty loafers emerge from the courts of Billingsgate in order that they may have more room to spit. Distressing as Robert found it to sit in the office, he found it more distressing to go out.
Of course not many people see the City. Myriads saw it once, but that was when they came there in their youth. Few are to be discovered in the City who remember how it looks. ”

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ Illusion was in its grave, and the Failure laid his hope of laurels on the top. Yet he thought tenderly of Illusion. The funeral was over, but he mourned. He had embraced a new career, but he did not love it. Although he repeated that the past was dead, he could not prevent its ghost haunting Eastcheap. There were moments when it chilled the iron.
Often, as he forced his dreary way to luncheon, it walked beside him. He lunched sometimes with his preserver in the restaurants of the Employers. Generally he lunched with the ghost in the restaurants of the Employed. ”

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ They observe neckties. This passion, to which the hosiers of the district pander inordinately, was displayed to the poet between the hours of one and two, wet or fine. From desk to food, from food to desk, streamed the black multiude, expressionless, torpid and unseeing, until neckties flaunted in a window; then the vacant faces brightened, and there was a block. The rule of the pavement is known everywhere excepting in the City, where it is most needed; but at the hosiers' windows pedestrianism became more than an effort—it became a feat.
Robert's eyes had no custom in them ”

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ I have buried nothing here but the gift of making little verses. But you you have buried the divinest gift of the gods, your beautiful youth! You have never had any pleasure in your life, yet you are content. ”

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ When a man is untravelled in the groove that we ourselves tread, we say that he has "no experience."
One afternoon the poet went abroad. The journey cost him a penny, and he travelled from Charing Cross as far as the Bank. He was bound for an office in Lombard Street, and as he called by appointment, a clerk showed him promptly to Mr. Hutton's private room.
The business man who received him had once been a little boy in a sailor suit, and he and Robert had played together in a nursery. ”

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ You're putting your back into it—if you don't take care you'll make money!"
"I aim at making money," said the poet with commercial staidness; and added, irresponsibly "I want to buy twopenny tarts."
It was just like him, to bid farewell to verse-making, and then to find his best poetry in the City. There are dreamers who would turn every opportunity to disadvantage.
But the iron is shaping so well that when it becomes a limited liability company with another manager, Robert's slice should be substantial. ”

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Leonard Merrick, The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories… (1919)

“ He was in one of the more modest restaurants of Messrs. Lyons, and around him young men and women with blank faces chumped beefsteak pudding, and read sixpenny editions of the novels that are written for them. The girl beside him ordered apple-tart. Her voice was pleasant, and momentarily he regretted that in reading she leant her cheek upon her palm, for she hid her profile. It should have been a pretty profile, to match her voice. Moved by an impulse of curiosity, he glanced at the page she pondered, and then he dropped the menu: she was reading his own verse! ”

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