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knees were kind of jamming her in the chin. She had her hair fixed like kids wear their hair, and she had it tied with this big red ribbon. Except for that ribbon, she didn’t have a stitch of clothes on. Not a stitch. Naked as a baby.
    “What do you think she says to Frank?
    “She says, pulling the blanket over her, ‘I think you’re mean. I think you’re the meanest man I’ve ever met.’
    “She made him get out of the room. Then he came over to our place. He was at our place just sitting in the room.
    “I told him he ought to go away. I told him he and Paula needed a good long vacation.
    “I’ve got a postcard from them today.—Emily, what’d you do with the post card?”
    ***
    The Hinchers went to Florida. Hincher became horribly violent in the lobby of the Plaza Hotel. The assistant manager and a big colored elevator boy held him down, and he was removed to the Lakewood home.
    Paula returned to Otisville and several months later resumed her work as a librarian. She’s still there today doing a brilliant job of it.
     

Letter to John Woodman
    Dear Mr. Woodman:
    Both sets of proofs enclosed. They look in good shape. I’ve made one or two marks on the new set, but nothing special. Many thanks.
    The slight mixup in proofs was pretty funny. I thought I was going nuts, but that’s nothing new.
    I tried both phone numbers you gave me, this past weekend, but I have an idea you were on your way from one place to the other while the call was going through. A nice little kid answered the Framingham number, but I don’t think he had a duplicate set of proofs, so I dumped the whole thing into my agent’s lap.
    Hope you don’t mind. I don’t have a phone down here.
    Regards, added thanks.
    Sincerely,
    J D Salinger