Notes and Reflections on Books and Media
by Hannah Leitheiser
The Tangled Threads
' "I want slippers—bed-slippers for women," he muttered.
"Fourth floor, front. Elevator to your left," declaimed the man. And Jasper quite glowed with awe at the thought of a brain so stupendous that it could ticket and tell each shelf and counter in that vast domain of confusion. ' - The Tangled Threads, Elenor H. Porter
Just the sad evidence of having worked somewhere a bit too long...